Autobahn

This was apparently Camaro Day in the Flint metropolitan area. Where I motored, there was a Camaro, & there was another Camaro, & there a third. There were coupes & convertibles, each more bitchin' than the last, late-model Camaro after late-model Camaro. As the annual Back to the Bricks automotive extravaganza approaches (August, for those interested), the classic Camaros will make their way out of garages, out from under lovingly arranged covers, & off of trailers, joining in the fun with their latter-day inheritors.

Daddy Dylweed, who drives a current-generation Camaro, came to mind, & I smiled.



This afternoon, I espied an interesting vanity license plate, & surprisingly not on a Camaro: SEQUEST. I am choosing to read this as a reference to the '90s science-fiction television show SeaQuest D.S.V. (later retitled SeaQuest 2032), best described as a failed Star Trek rip-off, set amidst the literal ocean rather than the figurative ocean of stars. I suppose SEQUEST could mean sequester (a term I first heard roughly twenty years ago in relation to the O.J. Simpson murder trial jury), but where's the fun in that? SeaQuest it is!

Last week, I espied a curious license plate frame: "Caution—Driver has X-ray vision." Whether we are meant to exercise caution because he can see right through our vehicles or because he might be dosing every other motorist with excessive X-rays remains unclear.