Well. Today’s self-imposed post-by-noon deadline has been well and truly blown, nu? I don’t have much to offer in the way of excuses, aside from the usual late-night and other variations on that theme. Well, one slight addition: I spent the morning outside, taking advantage of the cooler temps, drinking coffee, and batting the breeze with the neighbor lady, which activities were both refreshing and entertaining.
The upshot is I haven’t really paid attention to the usual blog-fodder, e.g., the outrage of the day and other such subjects. So, just for a change of pace: a flight of fancy.
Pictured is my Dream Car…in yellow. If I (a) bought tickets and (b) actually won a significant lottery prize, I’d have one of these babies…in black. Or maybe green like the Green Hornet. It would be a small-block…the 302…not the 427. Coz I’m all about balance. And keeping my license. And not buying rear tires every 1,000 miles or so. It should go without sayin’ that the car would be a genuine Shelby, and not one of the thousands of ersatz Cobras (read that: kit cars; not that there's anything wrong with kit-cars) that roam the highways and byways in the US of A.
I saw the car in the pictures at a car show in
Very pretty. Don't usually go for cars in canary but on that car it's not bad :)
ReplyDeleteAgreed, Laurie. Yellow seems to look good on sports cars. I particularly like yellow 'Vettes, 911s look pretty good in yellow, too. But would I own a yellow car?
ReplyDeleteNo. (Unless someone gave me that Cobra. I'd think long and hard about repainting it.)
Well, we know how I'd feel about that car - though my preference would be the 1967 GT500...
ReplyDeleteSah-weet!