in which i get served.

Today, as I walked back from class, I put on my iPod and turned on some Johnny Cash.  ”I love Johnny Cash,” I thought to myself as I made my way across an intersection.  ”Johnny Cash is great.  How can so many people hate on American culture when we have Johnny Cash?”  At that moment, a ponytailed man in a Mudvayne shirt walked past me and I was like, “Good point, universe.”