I've always been enamored with modes of transportation...cars, planes, kayaks, tenders, paddle boats, roller skates and trains....you get the idea. And on some days I like to imagine that I look like this dish (below) as I prepare to hop on my scooter....versus the glove fumbling, bobblehead that I am.
Apparently, I have a neighbor who does not share the love for such variety. As I passed by him on my scooter one Sunday morning...the man took particular offense to me, my scooter....all of it. So much so that he screamed at me to "Get a car!!"...I think he called me a winner...or maybe it was something else....but I could hear the screaming all the way to the end of the street. What business is it of his whether or not I own a car, or like himself - four, for that matter. Jackass. Funny thing, as he was yelling at me...he was washing a car that later appeared on the street with a "for sale" sign. I wonder if he worked at Miller Auto at one time.....doh.
My neighbor might be a jackass...but I have some great friends....some of them actually run because they like to. Above is a picture of Scalder before her first race. I look forward to cheering her on at the next race, and the next......
3 comments:
Hey, I could have WON that race if only I had a scooter. No way I could look as hot on it as you though, my beautiful friend.
Oh, and have I mentioned how I adore my favorite gloves? But the horzizontal stripes. Hmmm ... do my gloves make me look fat? ;)
Maybe he was just trying to tell you to buy his car? Or he's a whackadoodle, I don't know.
Oh yes, such a brilliant tactic. "Hey! HEY LOSER ON THE SCOOTER...git yer ass back here and hav'a look at this fine automobile crafted in a non-union plant". In this instance, I love that I fall for charmers.
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