Friday, August 27, 2010

Day Thirty-Two


It's with a large degree of ambivalence that I list my 1957 Morris Minor for sale. I've been trying to sell it for about two years but not actively as I still was hoping to find the desire to put some more money into it and have it fixed. When I bought the car, I was very excited and, I must say, have had a lot of fun driving it around town. It was kind of a ego booster as I had just turned 40 and every time I drove it, I was constantly turning heads! Unfortunately, the stares were probably not at the babe behind the wheel nor even the car itself, but glares of wonder at who would be driving such a ridiculous car. I'm over it now. I'm at a point in my life when I don't want to be noticed, in fact, invisibility is looking better and better (of course, the only chance for invisibility involves a substance called LSD - at least that's what I'm told). In any event, like I said, I'm over it now and the car needs a new home.


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