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Things That Rightfully or Not Bug Me
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Jan 13, 2012 07:19AM

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Oh, thanks. I forget that no one in your neck of the woods owns a car.

really? i know a lady who spent her life taking care of her husband and family on a farm and the last few years caring for her husband who was dying of cancer. she always drove the family truck and was very low key. after her husband passed, with her kids grown and gone, she sold the farm and bought a small house in town and a red mustang convertible at about 60 years old. she said she wanted to live life having as much fun as she could.
i personally drive a 1995 pick-up truck that is big, a motorcycle that is loud and occasionally a 2004 red grand am 4-dr. i don't feel like i am compensating for anything

You're not compensating -- the car is a 4-door for goodness sake.

This is fun!"
Ten years old? Do you wear flannel shirts? Like to spend time in nature? Vegetarian?
The age means you probably just want to get from here to there. The Legacy wagon says "safety before show."
Tending towards hippie, are we? :)

You're Canadian.
Kia Magentis is standard suburban sedan. Good for hauling kids and groceries. Sensible.

Urban commuter. Can't say more without seeing hairstyle and clothing.

The car I drive most (not mine) is a Peugeot 107, 5 years old I think."
Peugeot says you're not from the U.S. The bicycle says you're not in a hurry. If you wear a backpack while riding I would assume student.

I have not regularly worn a backpack in 7 years.

That's tougher. The choice of cars says you want to stand out a little bit from the crowd, while the choice of colors says you don't.
Under 30, still puzzling out your identity. Hey, you're my daughter!

That's tougher. The choice of cars says you want to stand out a little bit from ..."
Lol. I really only bought the car because it was the only one on the lot at Carmax I could afford that wasn't a manual transmission. But the "still puzzling out your identity" part is pretty dead on.

Yuppie. Definitely yuppie."
Oooh, can I play? I drive a 1997 white Saturn station wagon.

Saturn is typically 20-something male, but being a wagon it means over-40 female, probably a few fast food wrappers on the floor.
Carol:
A Caddy? Headed for the early-bird special at the buffet.
Catherine:
On your way to rehab? That car has personality! Do you have a mullet? And how did an '09 get so dinged up? Too many possibilities.
2001 Toyota 4Runner. Used to be half beige, half black, but then Sweeter hit a deer and now it is all black.


You are beyond definition. You defy all stereotypes and remain an enigma.
Sally Mae:
Sensible 4wd transportation for a family. In a rural or hilly area you could be just about anyone. In the city, these are nearly always driven by women under 30. Those over 30 go for the Highlander.
Kevin:
Hey, it's all in fun. I wouldn't have pegged you for flat-bill. Surprises abound. :)

LG Photo 1: You are flexible, hence prefer accordion-fold vehicles
LG Photo 2: Obstacles mean nothing to you, and you are slightly violent/unpredictable/insane.
LG Photo 3: You're facing the wrong way. That train will stop at the opposite platform. Yours will be coming from the other direction.
Damn, I knew there must be a reason I was always missing trains.
You are flexible
somewhat...
hence prefer accordion-fold vehicles definitely
Obstacles mean nothing to you
false
you are slightly violent/unpredictable/insane
I confess, it's slightly true
You are flexible
somewhat...
hence prefer accordion-fold vehicles definitely
Obstacles mean nothing to you
false
you are slightly violent/unpredictable/insane
I confess, it's slightly true
Actually they don't say anything about me since they're not mine, but I think the woman in them would like Leigh Keno to explain the provenance of that Victorian newel post.



I'm fascinated by the 3rd pair, the robin's egg blue ones, just from a couture/costuming perspective. I think those are Dior. The heel looks like a piece of horn that an 18th century sea captain would keep his snuff in. Or something.

It makes me think of English design during the Raj, when Indian shawls and ivory were all the rage.
At T.J. Maxx the other day I decided to try on a pair of Jessica Simpson shoes just out of curiosity - 5 inch hooker heels with a bit of a platform. As soon as I flexed my foot to insert it, I felt something happening to my calves - not really in a good way. I stopped. I don't go beyond a 3-inch heel usually, and I'm not walking long distances in them. I think your muscles have to learn to wear a 5-inch, and if they haven't, it's a shock to the system.
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