background music: "Renaissance Live At Carnegie Hall" (1976), Disc 2
Wouldn't you know it? A while back, when BushCo was making scary noises in Cuba's general direction, I mentioned half-jokingly that the major threat Cuba posed was probably a fleet of floating 1954 Chevys headed for Key West.
Guess what! Somebody in Cuba must have read my blog; on July 16 2003 a U.S. government plane spotted a bright green 1951 Chevy pickup truck chugging along at about 8 MPH through the Florida Straits, 40 miles south of Key West. I swear I am not making this up. The truck had 55-gallon drums strapped to its sides, the engine was running, and somebody was at the wheel. The tires were all still attached (no funky paddle wheels replacing the drive wheels, I guess). The Coast Guard picked up 12 Cubans from the truck, sent them back home and sunk the truck because it was a hazard to navigation. I suppose if it didn't have the proper red and green running lights it would be a hazard.
That's what I like to see; topical and vitally important news. Like this little tidbit I saw on CNN or Fox or MSNBC while fetching a cup o' coffee the other day:
The title graphic said, "Flying Underwear Causes Skid Marks." Again, I am not making this up. It seems that a guy was driving his Volkswagen Passat down the Autobahn in Germany recently when somebody in a passing van threw a pair of men's underwear at him. It landed on his head, obscuring his vision, and he bumped into the van. The van, as it turns out, was full of naked men (there's a picture I didn't need to imagine). The Polizei were unable to determine why the men were naked. I'm sure that I don't want to know.
And now, the moment you've been waiting for: the quiz!
This is the second time I've taken one of these quizzes that proposed to determine "what kind of music" I represent. This was different than the first one I took, but the outcome was the same:

Which Music Type are You?Find out!
And when I saw one entitled "Are you crazy?" I couldn't help but take the bait ...

Are You Crazy??Find out!
Buh-bye.
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