Cars as functional tools
In the last 24 hours we traded for a new car,
L realized, at the dealership, that her license expires on Monday,
Former President George H.W. Bush died,
The North Carolina Board of Elections declined to certify Mark Harris, (Rep) over Dan McCready, (Dem) in a congressional race. “Unofficial results show Harris with a 905-vote lead out of nearly 283,000 votes counted.” The Hill
It seems an unusually large number of absentee, mail-in ballots were cast in Bladen County. The NCBOE is going to meet to investigate this.
It seems that some cast ballots weren’t counted, and other cast ballots were changed.
“It’s been out there. We were fully aware of it. There are some particularly unsavory people, particularly out in Bladen County, and I didn’t have anything to do with them,” Harris said (to Spectrum News reporter).
Methinks Mark Harris doth protest too much.
The new car cost $5,000 more than our first house.
It looks just like the 5 year old model we traded in except for the color, metallic gray rather than black.
It has a lot of cameras and related safety features to go wrong over time.
It smelled good before the dealership “cleaned it up” and sprayed some pukey air freshener inside.
"L"is another year older on Monday, and drove an hour and half to the D.M.V. to renew her license. It took a few minutes to round up her passport, two receipts (like a utility bill) verifying her Georgia address, her SSN card, and any other proof that she is who she says she is and a Georgia resident. When she got to the D.M.V. office they said they didn’t need all of that. There was no explanation. Maybe it was because she was white. Maybe it was because they know how voter fraud really happens.
George H.W. Bush was not the worst president of all time.
Nor was his son, George W. Bush (no H).
George H.W. Bush lived to 94 and outlived Big Mama, Barbara.
G.H W. Bush will be remembered for saying, “Read my lips. No new taxes” and then being forced to raise taxes, and then losing to “Slick Willie” Clinton.
The great conveyor belt r of creation keeps moving, new showing up on one end, old dropping off at the other end.
I’m glad L and I are still on the belt.
I mourn the day when cars looked like works of art, when Fischer Body had high school contests to find the most imaginative car design, when cars looked like earth-bound rocket ships instead of teardrops.
I mourn almost any time prior to the era of Trump.