It was a dark green 1991 Dodge Spirit, and it lived up to its name. It was alive and kicking for almost two decades. This car was known to man as The Green Hornet. It was my first car, and it was really quite special.
It had two previous owners, one of whom was my brother. The owner before that was a friend that really meant a lot to my family and myself, embiggening the car with heaps of sentimental value.
Anyway, this car got me through third year in style - the caution tape on the trunk, the spike on the hood of the car from when my brother slammed the hood while a headlight-bulb was standing on the engine block, the fickle radio with a heart of gold - it truly was a chariot of kings. But, as with many other 18 year old cars, it was eventually flipped the bird by Father Time and as I write this is being crushed into a small cube.
This car was often one of the only places where I could really organise my thoughts, and think them. But, with the crushing and all, it's a little tougher these days. So, in the absence of several thousand dollars to reconstitute the car into a functioning machine, I have opted for a much cheaper, albeit less driveable, solution - blogging.
So, with any luck, this will help me organise my thoughts about life, God, and sandwiches. So, be prepared for some directionless ramblings.
This was a bitter-sweet post! I enjoyed it! =)
ReplyDeleteVery bitter-sweet indeed.
ReplyDeleteI did however find one inconsistency with your blog:
"...I have opted for a much cheaper, albiet less mobile, solution - blogging."
But think Jonny, you can bring your laptop into a library to blog - could you do that with your car? You can also bring your laptop to the top of the C.N. Tower! You can't do that with a car!
You can ALSO bring your laptop into the bathroom and blog while you take a poo if you desire. Though I guess you could poo in your car . . . I'm not sure what the better option is here.
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ReplyDeletethere we go.
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