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April 23, 2007
Friends Don't Let Friends Buy Rust-Colored Elements
Anyway, what an amazingly beautiful weekend it was. Have you ever noticed that spring smells a lot like strawberry fruit roll-ups? Seriously, take a whiff.
But all good things must come to an end.
Rob's sister and her 2 heathen children are staying with us for 4 days. Funny, I don't recall approving this field trip. The heathens are ages 11 and 13 - which, in Chinese, are the years of the incubus and pig, respectively.
I will be hiding in my cave.
Posted by durban bud at April 23, 2007 11:27 AM
Comments
The only thing worse, might be a rust colored pt cruiser.
Posted by: patrick at April 23, 2007 02:04 PM
Dear God!
Absolutely the worst thing on four wheels...a mobile shoebox. Bleh!
Posted by: Mike at April 23, 2007 03:33 PM
the kids are just scared, give them something to remember their old home with and a promise to be with them when they need you.
Posted by: Tim at April 23, 2007 06:42 PM
Elements were always more quirky than lovely, but they were one of the few auto designs honestly expressing the materials used and the construction methods employed - and all that WITHOUT resorting to the played out trend of derivative "retro" styling. They were an important, if clunky, chunky break through, perfectly scaled and shaped for the non-windtunnel reality of urban driving. Now they display all the standard styling cop outs: the blacked out B-pillars and plastic components painted to match the sheet metal like all the rest. Sad. Color-shmolor, you like orange or you don't; but I do miss the black plastic fenders and scratch hiding bumpers.
Posted by: circleinasquare at April 23, 2007 08:43 PM
Add a couple of years, subtract a knowledge of English and wake them up at 6am so they are nice and cranky.
We like to call that 1st period! ;-)
Posted by: TOS at April 23, 2007 09:29 PM
Give 'em a fudgsickle, and move away.
Posted by: copperred at April 23, 2007 11:45 PM
Spring smells a lot like strawberry fruit roll-ups? Maybe in D.C. Here in Glen Burnie, it smells like hair spray and home heating oil. Blech!
Posted by: Bubala at April 24, 2007 11:16 AM
What do you have against heathens? Christian imperialism is an ugly thing.
Posted by: Teddy at April 25, 2007 01:05 PM