I can only go so far in my quest to become a Gilmore Girl. I wish my town had a troubadour to sing songs as I walk across the city square, but we don’t. The logical solution is to become the town troubadour.
I own a guitar. It’s blue. I know three chords. I can totally pull off the mysterious thing. I can’t sing. At all. I also like to write in short sentences. For awhile I toyed around with idea of being a bad town troubadour, like in the Season 6 finale. That I could totally do. I just don’t want to end up the subject of a town meeting, so this is one experiment I’ll have to pass on.