Poppy Blur [Haiku]

poppies blur by
as the car speeds down
the mountain.

PROMPT: Road Trip

Bloganuary writing prompt
Think back on your most memorable road trip.

Through Michigan, across southeast Ontario (visiting Toronto,) back into the US at Niagra Falls, and back around to the start via Upstate New York, Pennsylvania, and Ohio.

Memorable because it was probably my first purposeless road trip of a significant distance (as an adult and as a driver.)

PROMPT: Automobile

What is your all time favorite automobile?

Of the ones I’ve owned, probably the first new car I bought with my own money. It was a 1990 Nissan Sentra, a horrible car — boxy ugly and did not age well (died miserably.) But I paid it off and owned it outright (long before said miserable death.) That said, my sense of sentimentality is not so strong that I can’t admit that it was a shitty car, and I probably made many rookie mistakes in purchasing it. I later owned a Toyota that was a much better car — also looked more like a car than the crate one comes in.

As for cars overall, something affordable, quiet, reasonably comfortable on a long haul, but cheap to fuel. I’m even less a fetishist than a sentimentalist.

Pause Cause [Haiku]

a car slows,
 then pulls to the shoulder:
  sunflower field.

DAILY PHOTO: Improper Use of Flames on a Car

Taken in the summer of 2011 in Obuda, Hungary.

Taken in the summer of 2011 in Obuda, Hungary.

Seriously?  Well, at least it’s a small flaming ball on the side.

DAILY PHOTO: Trabant 601-E with Optional Roof Keg

Taken in the Summer of 2011

Taken in the Summer of 2011.

It’s a monumental challenge for a police officer to spot an open container unless the offender happens to be driving the wrong way down the sidewalk backwards while asleep, or one’s car is wrapped around a telephone pole upside-down. However, if you get the Keg-o-matic 2000 dispensing system installed on your car, are you really guilty of having an open container? The hose that attaches the device to one’s lips is the only part actually inside the car.

NOTE: This blog neither condones nor celebrates driving while intoxicated. I just thought this car, which I saw in rural Hungary near the border with Slovakia, was amusing.