Since rearranging the house with this remodel, my computer is now in the studio. It’s next to the window and I have a great view of the street. I get to watch the neighborhood coming and going.
I get to see whose air conditioner needs maintenance, who is getting a new dishwasher, what pool ‘boys’ they use. I get to see the walkers, the bikers and the gossipers…….. Basically I’m a nosey voyeur!
I see all sorts of things.
But what bothers me, I mean, really bothers me is……. all the ‘cool’ cars that pass by are driven by white haired old men!
Muscle cars from the 60’s and 70’s all restored to their former splendor and looking glorious!
But driven by hunched over, spectacle wearing, wizened OLD men!
I appreciate that they’ve taken these old cars and brought them back to life. And I realize they are reliving their heyday…….but it’s WRONG.
These cars need testosterone fueled teenage boys driving them. Young men looking to make memories. Someone not afraid to burn rubber and half the tread off their tires in order to impress some girl.
These cars were made for mating rituals! Like male birds showing off their plumage by doing their fancy dances to attract a mate!
NOT for old men with cataracts to putter down the road staying well within the speed limit!
Just. Not. Right.