Nobody Can Find a Poor Man’s Rich Car
Nobody’s Perfect
Me:…..
Okay, real short. I went looking at cars tonight, and my god…they all look alike. Really. I don’t care if it’s a Honda, Toyota, Ford, GM, whatEVER..row upon row of neat little sedans, made of boring colors. Gray, brown, dark grey, metallic gray, bobo gray, hissy gray, bore you again gray….. It’s as if the rich want to stand out. All the poor people have to drive boring gray cars that all look alike. Once in a while they throw in black and red just to make you think.
Now, I can tell you what I DIDN’T see tonight…These cars: They only make good designs for the rich people. The days of the sporty poor man’s Mustangs and Firebirds…are OVER.
Now everyone drives their grandmother’s car.
I mean REALLY. My grandmother had a pink caddallic…what is wrong with these “designers.”
Maybe I should just get an old truck and paint a dragon on the side.
Nobody Flashes Hail Damage
Nobody Flashes
Due to an act of God and nature, I have hail damage on my old 94 Ford Cougar. This has made me a more than usual crabby camper. My insurance company says it’s totaled. I happen to disagree, because what’s a few dings? Sure, you can’t see out of the front window, and the side mirrors are not so good, but hey…it runs. You turn it on, and it moves. The radio works. The tires are not worn. And it’s now a collector’s item since they don’t make Cougars anymore…right? Whatever the reason, today and tomorrow will be slower than usual blogging days, since you NEED a car to go LOOK for a car, and so tomorrow, I am making one of those lifetime decisions, about how nothing is ever what they tell you is it…and buying a new care is a MUCH harder decision than whether someone should kill bin Laden or NOT. That would take a nano-second…finding a new car will more time…but hopefully it will be resolved within a few days.
Just thought I’d let you know. (that’s me)
About
I am a nobody. If the different classes of America were color-coded, I would be in the yucky brown, one rung up from the bottom. I grew up in Naples, Florida and live near the Mississippi River now with my husband and two dogs. I am part of the slowly disappearing middle-class. I was a musician most of my life: drummer/singer/keyboards—but I retired before the plastic surgery flu hit. I have no degrees, which could be a good thing…depending on how you view our educational system. I do have three patents…but that really doesn’t make me a somebody. The one thing that is constant in my life is my OPINIONS, which i have more than perhaps even Carl Sagan could have imagined…mostly political. (yes…my ancestors were crabby buggers)
Hopefully other nobody’s will put their opinions on my site. But, if you happen to be a somebody, you’re more than welcomed to help out.
It’s my Nobody Opinion that Nobody’s Perfect, and Nobody Cares, that Nobody Knows why Nobody Wins, and when that happens, Nobody Wonders, why Nobody Flashes, why Nobody’s Fooled, but then Nobody remembers that Nobody ALWAYS Reports the truth.
You can email me at joyanna_adams@yahoo.com
Joyanna Adams
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