Mr. Dallenbach: I, Too, Overcame a Pike’s Peak Drive
My Non-Time-Trial in an Old & Underpowered Minivan with No Stirring Music
And that night I dreamt: I couldn’t quite park my speedboat on the top of the garage.
I and the speedboat went over the garage roof and into the river.
And down.
And down.
I died in my dream—is that even supposed to happen?
As I went down and down in the water, Garrison Keillor’s voice started telling stories about the portraits on the wall.
Portrait after portrait neatly lit as I continued down my watery hallway.
Were these my relatives? Other Pike’s Peak drivers from Lake Wobegon?
Why is death linked with Garrison Keillor in my subconscious? Does it have anything to do with Mr. Keillor’s forthright rejection of my unasked-for parody commercials?
I woke with a steely resolve to not drive Pike’s Peak in a minivan again.
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December 4, 2013 at 7:30 am