Lee and I have become addicted to a new show on the History Channel. It's called Pawn Stars and we caught a marathon of it around Thanksgiving and now we're hooked. The best way to describe it is "Antiques Roadshow meets NASCAR." Before you say "yuck" let me give you a basic synopsis. The three guys pictured above (grandfather - father - son) have owned the last independently operated pawn shop in Las Vegas for over 20 years. Pawn shops used to make me think of dirty, seedy stores that only drug users patronized (yes, I'll admit that was a little judgemental). But the Gold & Silver Pawn Shop is more of an antique store. Rick (the guy in the middle) is a giant history buff and knows everything there is to know about Americana, firearms, art, jewelry, you name it. Plus, he's just really likeable. The whole family is a little rough around the edges (hence the "meets NASCAR" description) but you overlook the tattoos and cussing when you're getting a 30-minute history lesson. Lee, of course, is DYING to go visit their shop...I guess I am too just a little. In the meantime, we'll continue to meet up with our Harley-loving friends every Monday night via the television. (PS -- Yes, I have mistakenly called the show "Porn Stars." That was the same day I said "graham crapper" instead of "graham cracker." Is there such a thing as verbal dyslexia? Because I have a serious case of it!)
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