Ten years ago this month, I moved from Los Angeles to
Washington, D.C., to attend graduate
school. It was like moving to a foreign
country where they happened to speak English and use the same money. A decade later, I thought I had assimilated to the East Coast. After all, I have a graduate degree, talk fast, and rarely wear flip-flops anymore. Earlier this week my husband mentioned
someone named Cal. All I could hear in
my head was the jingle “Go See Cal” of car salesman Cal
Worthington.
2 comments:
Hahaha I totally remember Cal Worthington and his dog Spot! For awhile I thought (remind you I was a kid) that they were saying "Pussy Cow." Yeah, doesn't make sense.
I went to California a few years ago and saw some of Cal's commercials and couldn't believe he was alive! He was old when I was very young.
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