When is a picture worth more than words?
I don’t recall, exactly, what it was. I think it was the car’s really cool color. Not cool as in “it wasn’t hot to touch,” I mean cool as in it was almost iridescent, the deep lacquer, flashy chrome rims – not spinners, and tinted almost blacked-out windows. I’m not good with more modern variations, I think it was a four-door Lincoln sedan, late model, the “gel-cap” look. Could be any time from the past 20 years. Exceptional shade of green. Sort of a “Kermit the Frog” green. Only it was shiny. $8,800, what the price tag said. Might be sold by now. I wouldn’t buy a new car when Mercury was backwards, but an older car? Especially a Mercury?
Personally, in this period of time, I’m going to play, have fun, and not be bothered by planets.
The car makes me want to get another project car started. Lack of fiscal resources will prevent that from happening. Besides, I haven’t found a good platform to build on, not yet.
Mercury link here. And when I snapped that shot with a phone camera, I was thinking about rabbit holes, Mercury bunkers, and how communications are going to go down the toilet. Not that it bothers me, as I will avoid major problems, and enjoy the chronicles.
“Assaulted by films, television, and computers, our inner and outer ears have difficulty apprehending Shakespeare’s hum of thoughts evaded in the mind.”
Bloom, Harold. Shakespeare: The Invention of Human. NY: Riverhead Books, 1998. Pages 476-7.
