Brothers, and Sisters
Nov. 26th, 2005 01:51 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
thebitterguyBrothers, I have been to the pyramids of Egypt, and stood inside their tombs. Sisters, I have walked within the valley of the Kings, and breathed deep the air of Tutankhamen's final resting place.
Brothers, I have seen with my own eyes the work of Michelangelo. Sisters, I have gazed on his Pieta, seen David, and stood before Moses.
Today, I can only say to hell with all that.
Okay, no. But, holy shit. That is one fucking beautiful car.
I am not, by any means, a 'car person'. Torque is something that I think goes on garlic bread. Measuring something in cubic centimetres is foolish. 0-100? When the HELL are you ever going to have to worry about going 0-100? But, oh, sweet Jesu.
Today, I went in to get Supercar's winter tires put on. After a while, I bumped into Justin, the Smart Specialist for Mississauga's MB dealership. We chatted a bit, and then he asked me if I would like to see the Batmobile. I said yes.
Oh, yes, indeed. What a beautiful car. It speaks to you, in a way only a stupidly expensive vehicle can. It says "Someday, my pet, you TOO may touch my chrome, and feel the animal roar of my engine."
All homoeroticism aside, it's a nice machine. Wow. They keep it behind a barricade, and yet someone fingerprints still end up on it. Apparently Jim Carrey has one. He told Letterman that he dive rolls out of it everyday, so he can feel like he's in a movie even when he isn't in a movie.
If I ever get megarich, I will get me one of them stupidly big houses, but I'll make![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
umario happy by getting one of those dumb ground source heat pumps. There will be a room just for this car, which will only be driven on Canada Day. Then, I get a Smart for every day of the week. Supercar will be Sunday's car.
Brothers, I have seen with my own eyes the work of Michelangelo. Sisters, I have gazed on his Pieta, seen David, and stood before Moses.
Today, I can only say to hell with all that.
Okay, no. But, holy shit. That is one fucking beautiful car.
I am not, by any means, a 'car person'. Torque is something that I think goes on garlic bread. Measuring something in cubic centimetres is foolish. 0-100? When the HELL are you ever going to have to worry about going 0-100? But, oh, sweet Jesu.
Today, I went in to get Supercar's winter tires put on. After a while, I bumped into Justin, the Smart Specialist for Mississauga's MB dealership. We chatted a bit, and then he asked me if I would like to see the Batmobile. I said yes.
Oh, yes, indeed. What a beautiful car. It speaks to you, in a way only a stupidly expensive vehicle can. It says "Someday, my pet, you TOO may touch my chrome, and feel the animal roar of my engine."
All homoeroticism aside, it's a nice machine. Wow. They keep it behind a barricade, and yet someone fingerprints still end up on it. Apparently Jim Carrey has one. He told Letterman that he dive rolls out of it everyday, so he can feel like he's in a movie even when he isn't in a movie.
If I ever get megarich, I will get me one of them stupidly big houses, but I'll make
umario happy by getting one of those dumb ground source heat pumps. There will be a room just for this car, which will only be driven on Canada Day. Then, I get a Smart for every day of the week. Supercar will be Sunday's car.
