Matt G
Member
So I just got back from a lunch appointment at hillsboro civic center. When I walked back to my Scout parked in the city lot, I noticed a small card under the wiper. First is the panic: "did I park in a no-no spot?" then Matt astutely notes to himself, "that looks awfully small to be a parking ticket." when I flip the offending paper scrap over I realize it's an IHSTO pr card - somebody wants my sweet ride to be part of IHSTO!
But who could the mysterious ambassador be? Then it hits me: probably a certain washington county surveyor! Which of course prompts me to laugh out loud (despite the worried look from the young mother who quickly hustled her little ones away from the weird dude with the strange orange iron beast laughing to himself in public...) because if it was mr. Pucci then he gets an "a" for club pride but a considerably lower score for memory, since he took several pictures of this same rig just last month at the bee and posted them on the club web site!
then I noticed that I had in fact parked unknowingly in a 12-minute parking spot... And had left the Scout there for 90 minutes.
it was much nicer to see an IHSTO logo than a parking ticket!
abassador pucci, if it was indeed you, I salute your broadcasting of goodwill!
But who could the mysterious ambassador be? Then it hits me: probably a certain washington county surveyor! Which of course prompts me to laugh out loud (despite the worried look from the young mother who quickly hustled her little ones away from the weird dude with the strange orange iron beast laughing to himself in public...) because if it was mr. Pucci then he gets an "a" for club pride but a considerably lower score for memory, since he took several pictures of this same rig just last month at the bee and posted them on the club web site!

then I noticed that I had in fact parked unknowingly in a 12-minute parking spot... And had left the Scout there for 90 minutes.


abassador pucci, if it was indeed you, I salute your broadcasting of goodwill!