How to spend an evening avoiding clean-up

Okay, so my tree fell last week, and I still haven't finished picking up all the crap it littered across my lawn. Part of the reason for my lapse in activity is that, as I was inspecting the fallen tree, I sprained my ankle and did my opposite knee some small renewal of harm as well, but the greater reason for staying away from treefall was this:


Monmouth, last Friday night, hosted its annual Cruise Night. The above Buick had a lovely, shiny hood ornament of which I took several pictures before I realized how much I liked hood ornaments in general and how much I also liked the cars to which they are attached. It was strange, to think of a middle-aged female me walking around and drooling at the cars, while my 21-year-old male companion for the evening (my best friend's son) was more interested in straight conversation... Not trapped by gender boundaries are we!

And, yes, I did continue to salivate over the cars and the trucks and the cars in all states of restoration

But my favorite moment was coming home, downloading the 200+ pictures and realizing what a religious experience this had been


I was refreshed enough to do most of what had to be done, today, to ready my porch for the contractors' arrival tomorrow at daybreak (ecch). I think I'll come over here again when they get here & just look at more pictures of spiffy cars. And maybe post a few more.


Update: as if that weren't enough to get me thinking, Gateway Pundit over the weekend posted the news that Maurice Strong & George Soros Team Up to Sell Chinese Cars in US. And the picture he posts is of a piddly thing with no style. I hope people don't forget the roots of modern transportation too quickly. And I'd really hate for George Soros to get any richer at the expense of the Working American.