I'm be flying around for the next week in the most darling little car. A brilliant yellow Mazda MX-5. With a not-so-brilliant smiling idiot behind the wheel.
I will be in the market for a new car in the fall. I expect I will get a 2010 Mazda 3 GS. Dual exhaust... bright blue (because Princess Courtney, who turns 16 in September has deemed it so) and plenty of zoom zoom. We will grin back at you if we see you, but only if you promise to reciprocate when we get ours.
Oh yeah, it's fun...only if you're under 50—or have a career as a gymnast. I jack-knifed myself awkwardly into this little beauty, smelled that wonderful new car smell, then hoisted myself out—with considerable difficulty. Enjoy it now, Lorraine, for later you seize up.
Um.... exactly where are we supposed to be looking? So far Oakville, Milton, and Malton have all proved negative on the brilliant yellow MX 5. Tomorrow I'll be cruising Missisauga, Mississippi, Missouri, and... um... Miss America. Ok, not Miss America. She'd probably get more than a little annoyed if I cruised her.
My wife tells me I should point out that my question above was rhetorical. Putting out your whereabouts online where a bunch of creeps (but not felons, I should point out) lurk would not be wise. Foolish, even. Well... in her words "idiotic" but it may have been me she was referring to. Something about "a bag of hammers."
Lorraine knows dealing with creeps is a (small) part of the job of being a celebrity journalist. In Canada being a celebrity journalist includes hearing such lovely trinkets like "that pinko newspaper?" or "never heard of it." Another favorite I get to deal with includes "I only got two free copies of the newspaper with my car in it. I need five more for my relatives in Vancouver." Buying one or downloading it online never occurs to them. Would Lorraine have problems with creeps while she is driving? Well, that's when I practice "aiming" the car.
I will be in the market for a new car in the fall. I expect I will get a 2010 Mazda 3 GS. Dual exhaust... bright blue (because Princess Courtney, who turns 16 in September has deemed it so) and plenty of zoom zoom. We will grin back at you if we see you, but only if you promise to reciprocate when we get ours.
ReplyDeleteOh yeah, it's fun...only if you're under 50—or have a career as a gymnast. I jack-knifed myself awkwardly into this little beauty, smelled that wonderful new car smell, then hoisted myself out—with considerable difficulty. Enjoy it now, Lorraine, for later you seize up.
ReplyDeleteWho's throwing free stuff at you now?
ReplyDeleteWell, not my Webgod. He thinks I'm spoiled....
ReplyDeleteUm.... exactly where are we supposed to be looking? So far Oakville, Milton, and Malton have all proved negative on the brilliant yellow MX 5. Tomorrow I'll be cruising Missisauga, Mississippi, Missouri, and... um... Miss America. Ok, not Miss America. She'd probably get more than a little annoyed if I cruised her.
ReplyDeleteDo we win a prize if we spot Waldo or Lorraine?
ReplyDeleteMy wife tells me I should point out that my question above was rhetorical. Putting out your whereabouts online where a bunch of creeps (but not felons, I should point out) lurk would not be wise. Foolish, even. Well... in her words "idiotic" but it may have been me she was referring to. Something about "a bag of hammers."
ReplyDeleteLorraine knows dealing with creeps is a (small) part of the job of being a celebrity journalist. In Canada being a celebrity journalist includes hearing such lovely trinkets like "that pinko newspaper?" or "never heard of it."
ReplyDeleteAnother favorite I get to deal with includes "I only got two free copies of the newspaper with my car in it. I need five more for my relatives in Vancouver."
Buying one or downloading it online never occurs to them.
Would Lorraine have problems with creeps while she is driving? Well, that's when I practice "aiming" the car.