Magnatone Varsity Lap: Till we meet again. 1951. Mother-of-toilet-seat

Your hand rests motionless on the wheel, damp with tension as your mind wanders. Jimmy Buffett’s carefree anthem about it being 5 o’clock somewhere feels worlds away from the chaos of the 10-55 (police jargon for Hit and Run) that’s thrown a wrench into your already frantic race to make your daughter’s recital. As you look up to the Heavens the beacon from Commissioner Gordon illuminates the skyline as you fumble for your phone, bracing for the distressing call that you’d rather not make but can no longer avoid.

You: Honey, yeah, it's dad, Ohm, it looks like I'll be a little late.
Daughter: But, dad, everyone's gonna be there and you said.
You: Frustrated, (recognizing the commitment tactic) you agree, yet the immovable will not move.

As you hang up the phone your mind somehow takes you to a lush tropical Island. Yes, those visualization techniques you heard on Ted Talk paving dividends as the heat swelters off the asphalt jungle down below. There you are saying shit like "A hui hou" meaning, "till we meet again" to a more than attractive native on the island of Molokai as she exits after a Polynesian Pearl Diver and a lei (or is it Lay?) Meanwhile back at the ranch, the traffic grinds to yet another halt as you find yourself in a state of subversion that mercifully keeps you from a 10-80 or  known to Poncherello as a "Pursuit in progress."

Plausible right? Now that we have the art of visualization firmly in play, let me present to you the tool you'll need for actualization. This 1950 Varsity was produced for consumption by that beloved company Megnatone. Not for nothing, this has got that island vibe down, right? Original? Please. Down to the oil caps. Functional?" But of course. Clean? Naturally.

In closing my friend as long as were visualizing, I think I'll join you for a tasty Polynesian Pearl Diver no doubt for Pau hana or Happy hour if you will. Till next time, Mahalo nui loa.