One of the best and worst things about Virginia is the vanity license plate phenomenon. I can't remember whether I've mentioned here on the blog before or not - I think I have, and if I haven't, then I should've and I meant to.
When I first moved here two and a half years ago it drove me crazy. Stupid ass WAHOOMOM or SPARKLE or DRPHIL vanity plates all over the damn place. The longer you stick around though, the more you begin to appreciate the absolutely non-sensical ones, the bad idea ones (like SPEEDDMN on the back of a red sports car), and the ones that are kind of like a puzzle (SLWTWTCH anyone? seriously. we saw it yesterday and can't figure it out). I'm not saying I like them, just saying, it adds a little bit of adventure and drama to an otherwise uneventful drive to school.
The other day I was sitting at a red light simulataneously throwing stones at the "W" and "Allen" stickers, wondering why those stickers were on a Volvo wagon (seems like an ex-hippie-neo-yuppie car to me), and wanting to shoot the driver in the head with a semi-automatic for his "Charleton Heston is my President" sticker when I noticed the license plate. The message was loud and clear: UVA SUKS.
Suddenly I wasn't sure what to do anymore. I mean, that takes guts ladies and gentlemen, in the very heart of Thomas Jefferson country. It's not all that more brazen than chugging around Athens, GA with a decorative UF plate, which I managed to accomplish unscathed (excluding the one time a friend fake-stole the plate at a football game). Also, I agree with him. UVA sort of blows. This was a bonafide moral dilemma: Did I like this man after all?
I didn't really come to any conclusions that day, and this blog entry doesn't really have a good one either. The lesson learned, I suppose, is that vanity plates aren't all bad. At the very least they remind you that someone out there is lamer than you are because they shelled out extra money to tell the entire world ILUVJOHN, and provide nothing less than mental banter for the ride home. So thanks, vanity plate people, for keeping us entertained.
We now returned to regularly scheduled programming and apologize for the interruption of stagnant nik's notes with lamest post of the year thus far.
**Aside: Why did I have to update to Google Blogger? I don't like using a google ID. I don't know why, maybe the "." or something. Stupid.**
2 comments:
Is that one supposed to be "Slow Twitch"? Not that I have any idea what that means. I had self-declared NC the capital of the vanity plates for the ones that are around here. They're everywhere! In the first apartment complex I lived in, there were twin girls who shared a camaro with the plates DDYZGRLS. Ick.
P.S. New blogger is fun! It's a lot easier to work with and you can update your layout and stuff more easily. But yes, there is some sort of problem with Google taking over everything on the internet. They're like a web-based Starbucks.
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