When I was six or seven I was touring a colonial house with my parents. The guide picked up a bucket and said, “Imagine if this could talk. Imagine the stories it would have to tell.” And I thought, well, it’d probably say, “I liked being filled up. It was my only chance to look around. Then they’d empty me and stick me back here in the corner. Been here a long time. So, do you guys like water?”
Jokes aside it was the first time I’d heard the cliché of “if this thing could talk”. It was a concept I liked because it really did tickle me to think how different the priorities of antiques would be, which would make them less than ideal witnesses to the history they’d been privy to.
Especially privies.
So I found the story written on this car interesting. It was as though the car were speaking to me, although it seems to really have been the story of the owner. It sounds like a love story, or the start of one. This was yet another case of a car I would have happily followed to learn more about its owner. I don’t know why I didn’t leave a note. A note is one thing we can create that does speak, not for itself, but for us, which is what matters.
Taking a broader view I can see a couple of other reasons I would have liked to talk to the driver.
I want to know the rest of the story! Where did you see this car? Is there any chance you’ll see it again? Like, maybe you know the house where it’s normally parked? If yes, leave a note with your email address and say you need to know how the story ends. This person has a book bumper sticker on their car. They are obviously a person worth knowing! Probably. I mean, theres always a chance that the person is an asshole, but it’s a risk work taking.
WTF is the deal with the little icon next to my name? What the hell is that thing? It has crab claws and a dragon tail. Usually the icon is a little mosaic tile. This new icon is disturbing.
Fine, I’ll go back to the other icon plugin. The one you saw was called “Monster” and I thought it would be fun. I had no idea it would be an actual monster.
I want to know the rest of the story too, but maybe that was all there was to that particular story. It was parked in front of the public library. Maybe I’ll find them there again. The bumper sticker is a “Save The Book” sticker from Parnassus Books, which is a very groovy little bookstore that opened up when all other bookstores were closing. It’s where The Bloggess will be reading when she comes to Nashville on her Furiously Happy tour, and I can’t think of a better place.
Except maybe the library.
It’s another great story! Plus a really cool car.
Yes, it is a really cool car. I’m not a car guy myself but this is one of those I really like.
That’s lovely. What’s a bit of a shame is that the MG pictured would probably be worth an absolute fortune properly restored.
As for Gina’s fear that they might be an asshole, I can see the Union Jack on the windscreen / shield and they let an MG get in that state, so I’m going to be all judgemental and just assume they are indeed an arsehole.
If I ever see that car again maybe I’ll swallow my shyness and find out. Fully restored the car may be worth a fortune, but I suspect the restoration would also cost a fortune.