While parked in the fuel island at a Pilot truck stop in Arkansas, two million-dollar Prevost buses pull up next to our truck. I looked over when I saw the first one, but didn't pay much attention to the second.
Ed came out a few minutes later and said, "I think that's Green Day."
I know their songs, but I'm not a fan.
Ed recognized them in the truckstop and asked one of the band members if they were a band. The guy answered, "No, we're traveling poker players." I guess he thought he was funny. What I thought was funny is that he bought an Arkansas ashtray.
I saw a brief glimpse of each of the band members as they got back into the buses, but didn't care to get any pictures, since I don't really give a crap about who they are.
But, for some odd reason, I thought one of my tens of fans would.
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