My newest toy
I wanted a new toy and since nobody reads this blog anymore (probably because I only write about personal shit that nobody cares about lately), I thought it wouldn’t be too braggadocious to post pics. It’s not the 911 I used to drive but that would be too flashy a car for my new small town life.
Anyway, it’s a special edition Cayman and I got number 434 of 777. Both numbers are special to me on the times I allow myself to be superstitious. And, considering it’s the birthday time of our daughter, the doc seems to have caught on to “push presents” kind of late. Unless, of course, this is the cue to push Little Bit out on her own.
Can I have your car?
Can I at least drive it?
Okay, can I ride in it?
special edition Cayman
Trying to work some off-shore money laundering foreign trust Cayman Islands thingy into this comment. Guess that ain’t happening, at least not in anything remotely resembling clever.
MUCH more subtle, LOL.
I’m sure all the local bumpkins there will appreciate your sacrifice of cachet of the 911
Hugs
R~