Saturday, September 18, 2010

vroom

vroom. tonight my mind is racing and i'm trying hard to keep up.

todd has a friend over and the only thing that they've found to entertain themselves with is some abduction role play; to which i've now put a firm foot down upon. the sound of falling bodies, hysterical laughter, and the ensuing eruption of ferocious barking bedlam quickly alerted me that i needed to intervene. now they're playing some sort of game which involves a buzzer, but even that's preferable to the whispers of 'we need more duct tape' that i heard half an hour ago.

vroom.
on my last road trip with the boys they spent a good hour or two asking me 'this or that' questions about high priced sports cars. the questions went something like, 'bugati or aston martin?' to which i'd reply, 'umm, can i see pictures?' then they'd google up some photos on my phone and i'd carefully choose, 'the red one.'

my education on two seater cars that reach stupid high speeds in milliseconds and cost stupid high dollars hasn't been very thorough, i have to admit. but really, i haven't noticed. currently driving the sportiest car i've ever even considered, a mustang; i spend more time daydreaming about an outback station wagon with four doors and all wheel drive than a bigger engine and less seats.

but i do try to take note of things that show up in my life and today has been strangely synchronistic on this topic.

this morning at luke's soccer game todd and i were eavesdropping on the parents sitting on his other side. it was hard not to because in between the 'great shot max!' cheers, one of the fathers was waxing poetic about his deliberation over which ultra high end sports car he was going to buy. or maybe he already had. i couldn't follow it. i did glance over todd's head to see what a person who had six figures of purely disposable spending cash looked like and honestly, i think the man may want to consider something with a bench seat rather than a bucket. that aside, he and his friend were honest-to-god debating the pros and cons of brands that i've only heard mentioned by my children and the guys on top gear.

i didn't think twice of it after the game, until haley and i pulled up behind a sparkly, shiny red ferrari. i'm sure it's not the first one i've ever seen, but perhaps it's the closest i've ever been. i even took a picture to show the boys.

vroom.

and then, a few hours later, walking out of publix i see a car i've never seen before. not in person at least. i watch the breathtaking black sportscar pull into a parking spot far from the door and immediately i ready my phone to take a picture. it's a lotus.

vroom.

i'm fairly observant when it comes to cars, mostly because i'm looking at their tags for messages and their bumper stickers for solidarity, and i see a representative sample of expensive cars here in midtown. but i do not see ferraris and lotuses (loti?) on any sort of regular basis. and so i took note.

and my mind started racing (appropriate, no?) to land on the symbolism in this entertaining synchronicity..and it hasn't stopped. along the way, i considered the possibility that perhaps we won the megamillion last night. (because an overpriced sports car is definitely at the top of the boys' lottery wish list.) so, i dutifully went to my car (again, appropriate eh?) to retrieve my weekly lottery ticket. pulled up the numbers on my computer. and though we didn't win the jackpot, we did in fact match on the megaball (finally the dog comes through: $2!).

vroom!

speaking of cars, my car recently had the best type of transmission failure. the kind that requires towing, loaner cars, and the entire thing to be replaced. at 97000 miles with a 100000 mile warranty. indeed, the best kind of transmission repair.

so i'm still racing through possibilities.. wondering what my three brushes with automotive opulence signify...and i'll let you know when i get there.

d: more automotive abundance speeding my way.
b: i'm paying attention and picking up speed.
g: i splurged on the extended warranty.

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