Today I learned why the passenger seat is called shotgun. Apparently, in the days of the horse and buggy, there was a driver and next to him there was a person who held a shotgun. Whoever was riding shotgun was the defense against outlaws trying to steal the mulah or kidnap Daisy Mae.
Today shotgun is obviously the most coveted spot in the car (unless your dumb like some of my friends who call "backsies" and force the driver to chauffeur). So just to clarify, here are the rules of calling shotgun: http://www.shotgunrules.com/. Intense.
About Me
- Chelsea Fenn
- To write about one's self is a very difficult task. You have to choose your words carefully. You don't want to boast too much about all the great qualities you have or the stuff you've accomplished because then you sound, well...boastful. But you have to write something. So I guess if I met you and you asked me to tell you about myself I'd say I'm a work in progress. I know where I've been, I'm not sure where I'm going, and I'm content with that. Transformation. That's the current chapter of my life. Profoundly stated by Byron, "I am not now that which I have been." I hope that is a true statement until the day I die. If not, then I've already died. Philippians 3:8-9
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