I had to drive younger son Sneed to the garage this morning so that his car can get some maintenance work. On the way home I was passed by a guy, who bore a remarkable resemblance to the Pillsbury Doughboy, driving a Jeep Cherokee. The back of the Jeep was plastered with bumper stickers. I'm not a huge fan the bumper sticker.
Most of the time bumper stickers are just little reminders from the car's owner that he or she is a superior human being and the stickers explain exactly how the driver is better than you or me. We subsequently converged at a school crossing zone, which gave me an opportunity to study the vehicle and it's driver in some detail.
This guy had bumper stickers, which by the way were not confined to his bumper, decrying racism, sexism and George Bush, promoting peace, recycling and human rights, warning against climate change, and reminding us all that Earth is our mother and requires care (who knew?). Additionally, it seems that humanitarian aid is never a crime (you have to live in Arizona to get that one)and Gabrielle Giffords is the best bet to replace Jim Kolbe in the House of Representatives. Whew, I feel so worthless, I've no right to breath air.
He also had a radar-detector planted on the dashboard of the Jeep, leading me to the inescapable conclusion that eliminating racism, sexism and George Bush are best accomplished by speeding from place to place in a gigantic Jeep Cherokee, while evading detection, although there was no bumper-sticker with that exact message, so I could be wrong.
My friend called just now to make sure that I was meeting him for lunch. His son is getting married tomorrow, so they are in the throes of prenuptial mayhem. He is such a good friend that he spared me torture of actually inviting me to the affair. That's true friendship right there.
In fact, I'm getting a damn bumper sticker.
Friendship means not having to go to the wedding.
Catchy.
Merle
Things in this blog represented to be fact, may or may not actually be true. The writer is frequently wrong and sometimes just full of it.
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Oct 27, 2006
Out of My Way, I'm Saving the World.
I had to drive younger son Sneed to the garage this morning so that his car can get some maintenance work. On the way home I was passed by a guy, who bore a remarkable resemblance to the Pillsbury Doughboy, driving a Jeep Cherokee. The back of the Jeep was plastered with bumper stickers. I'm not a huge fan the bumper sticker.
Most of the time bumper stickers are just little reminders from the car's owner that he or she is a superior human being and the stickers explain exactly how the driver is better than you or me. We subsequently converged at a school crossing zone, which gave me an opportunity to study the vehicle and it's driver in some detail.
This guy had bumper stickers, which by the way were not confined to his bumper, decrying racism, sexism and George Bush, promoting peace, recycling and human rights, warning against climate change, and reminding us all that Earth is our mother and requires care (who knew?). Additionally, it seems that humanitarian aid is never a crime (you have to live in Arizona to get that one)and Gabrielle Giffords is the best bet to replace Jim Kolbe in the House of Representatives. Whew, I feel so worthless, I've no right to breath air.
He also had a radar-detector planted on the dashboard of the Jeep, leading me to the inescapable conclusion that eliminating racism, sexism and George Bush are best accomplished by speeding from place to place in a gigantic Jeep Cherokee, while evading detection, although there was no bumper-sticker with that exact message, so I could be wrong.
My friend called just now to make sure that I was meeting him for lunch. His son is getting married tomorrow, so they are in the throes of prenuptial mayhem. He is such a good friend that he spared me torture of actually inviting me to the affair. That's true friendship right there.
In fact, I'm getting a damn bumper sticker.
Friendship means not having to go to the wedding.
Catchy.
Merle
Things in this blog represented to be fact, may or may not actually be true. The writer is frequently wrong and sometimes just full of it.
Tag: Daily Life
Personal Finance
Humor
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2 comments:
I've already had a gross printd up. All I need now is a car.
I once saw a tree hugger-mobile plastered with similar bumperstickers. The driver sped, drove erratically, and was all-in-all a menace to society. Perhaps she and your guy are a couple.
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