Ah, my regret at not stopping and photographing the hideous beast was abated today as once again the pink Hummer has graced the Langara College parking lot. This has also confirmed the fact that I did indeed see a pink Hummer, and no, the blood thinners don't seem to be making me hallucinate after all. Thank god for camera phones, eh? I got a nice shot of it's rear, but have decided not to post it, as it would reveal the licence plate to the world of blog, and well, that's just not nice. I would, however, looooove to get a look at the driver of this thing. I have theories. . .
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Your mission, should you choose to accept it, is to get photo evidence of that giant piece of hubba bubba's owner, and share it with the world.
When I was teaching a bronze cross the summer before I came out here, one of our students had a giant, bright yellow Jeep. He'd come to class late, with the top off and the music blaring, and he'd park in the lot adjacent to the pool deck (where we all were at that time). By the end of the course, he had like eight ladies.
Accepted.
Jeebus that's hideous! Being from Alberta, I'm subjected to these things on a regular basis but that takes the cake. If I'd have to guess, I'm thinking the owner has big dyed-blond hair. I might be wrong about the colour but I'm fairly confident about the size.
Anyhow, you asked me long ago where I found your blog and the answer is through your profile on the WW site. Sorry it took so long--September has been one hell of a month.
Oh, and I have a friend whose little brother got the thrombosis thing--he had a little teeny piece of his rib removed, took it home, cleaned it and now wears it on a necklace. Apparently its a common injury among hardcore surfers and that's what they do. Anyway, it's been a couple of years and he's totally fine--it never flared up again. So there ya go.
Irilove
Irilove, I miss you on the WW boards!
That's funny, my partner at work, aka the craftiest person I've ever met (except me, and thank god she doesn't cook, otherwise I'd have to kill her!) was making comments about turning the rib into jewellery. I was thinking something of more biblical size, like seeing if I could make myself a friend from my rib . . . no?
And yes, I'd have to agree with you on the hair, colour and size!
You could get all of your ribs removed and make a sweet hula hoop!
Xta, you're in charge of that. But ribless me would be awefully mushy, no? Dang - it woulda been a sweet hoop.
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