Been pretty busy at work lately and in my spare time I've been obsessing. Most likely stemming from the extra mental cycles during the walk to and from work. Long walks are like mowing the lawn, you can only accomplish so much deep thinking before synapses slide into more pressing issues, like failing movie star marriages and country music lyrics.
It was during one of these deep reveries that I heard a loud, horrible racket coming from behind us. The telltale sound of a diesel engine straining mightily. Turning to look I was surprised to see a house sized white SUV lumbering down the road. Even more surprising was the 90 pound lady clasping the wheel, looking entirely too much like those pink tutu'd monkeys riding elephants in the circus. As the SUV passed an infant's fist pumped the air from the expansive living room in back:
power to the little people!
"Jeezum"
Ok, so I'm having a knee-jerk reaction to the monster SUV. I realize they are sometimes the right tool for the job.
The week passes and that big white truck with the little fist keeps echoing in my mind. On Wednesday I look up the SUV's specs and find that it weighs almost six thousand pounds...empty. Double jeezum. More echos (just like in Firestarter) so this morning I checked the weight of a Taurus station wagon...about two thousand pounds lighter. In fact you could put a Ford Focus on top of a Ford Taurus and they'd weigh as much as the SUV.
Hmm, maybe that's not such a good analogy. How about these:
- Ford Taurus carrying five pre-subway Jared Fogles (425lbs each).
- An Astro Mini-van carrying three cows.
- Five Harley Trikes inside a giant gerbil wheel.
- Nissan 4x4 truck with a dozen 90lb women, each holding a 30lb child.
Like I said, the mind is a funny thing when it goes. How about a nice fish?
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