I don't know what it is about Pearl's posts but she always inspires me to write these long rambling comments that somehow make me feel guilty about not turning them into posts on my blog - that is how impressed I have become with myself. It's the damn universal absurdities of life that she ruminates on. I am hoping that when she makes it big she takes me with her as her writing partner. That is called synergy baby. (I have no idea what that means)
So she was talking about her clown car and all the bad things it has gone through while still running and I remembered a story from my childhood. So as you read my recycled comment, think about a car story you might have and post it on your blog. I have great tales about my 77 Volkswagon Beatle (high school car) that I will share another time. For now, please enjoy the saga of the 'Flintstone' car.
That beauty reminds me of my cousin's 'Flintstones' car with the rusted out floorboards that my scary Aunt broke through one day. As her shoes were ripped off her feet she lost 4 toes in all of 3 seconds. But not two toes on each foot. No. 3 on one foot and one on the other. BOTH Big Toes which made her tilt forward when she walked from then on. You can replace lost thumbs with toes but not the reverse which makes NO sense to me. Imagine my cousin driving while screaming. Two toddlers in the back with my now profusely bleeding Aunt 'Stumpy' screaming. Me in the front seat trying to get out of the rolled down window, screaming and NO ONE thinking that maybe STOPPING the car is a good idea at this point. I swear those toes haunted that car for many a year. You could look down and see the road when he drove the for TWO MORE YEARS. To this day I can't even look at flip flops. True Story.
Cal's Canadian Cave of Coolness
I forever stand vigilant to protect this planet from the myriad of forces that are always against us. Be it the octopus, zombies, aliens or the robots my team of human agents, and our feline allies, circle the globe in a never ending struggle for human freedom.
I learn all I can on every subject that interests me. I especially enjoy ancient history because in the past there are valuable lessons to be found. Also, if I ever get my time machine to work properly, it would be good to know a bit about possible destinations and what to expect when I get there.
I greatly appreciate beautiful design. Be it manufactured or found naturally I am fascinated by the process of invention. I am attracted to the unique, the strange, the haunted. I like to share what I find on this blog.
And not let us forget the 'Cephalopod Menace' who, if allowed to, would wrap their tentacles around all that is good and pure in this life and crush it until it remained no more. They are creatures of pure spite. Hate is all they know. Death is all they do. They are our most ruthless and determined enemy.
So we fight. Selena has the celebrity contacts, the cat is ruthless and without pity, Roosevelt's ghost has the experience and I do the wetwork.
Fighting for the future of the planet doesn't have to be a chore, however. We can take the time to appreciate all that is cool in this world even as we cut the octopus into bite sized chunks.
This is the reason there has always been and must forever be, a Cave of Cool. Be sure to wipe your feet before you enter.