Ann Althouse asks “Is she judging you by your car?” and a bus-full of folk left comments for her.
I’ve always:
(1) figured a woman who would be impressed by a flashy or expensive car is not my soulmate, and should preferably dump me early;
(2) felt sort of sorry for guys who need a blingy car to feel good about themselves.
(3) considered that the interior of a car can be a good clue to a couple’s clutter/litter compatibility potential.
Naturally, I’m waiting for autophile Steve Bainbridge to weigh in.
[Related NYT article, “SM w/SUV ISO SF w/Cnvtble for LTR, Poss
Grg Share,” by Matt Richtel, Oct. 26, 2005.]
luxury car–
a sparrow’s quiet
thump
checking the driver
as I pass a car
just like mine
……………………. by John Stevenson from Some of the Silence
cycle tour —
wiping up with
yesterday’s map
Matt Morden, Morden Haiku (Oct. 22, 200
traffic jam
a plastic dog
keeps on nodding
…………………………………………. Yu Chang– Upstate Dim Sum ((2002/I)
mud-spattered pickup-
four dogs watch
the tavern door
………………………………. Billie Wilson – The Heron’s Nest (Feb. 2001)
hitchhiking
an orange moth fills
the emptiness of Texas………………………………..
ed markowski – Mainichi News (Sept. 2005)
first date —
her eyes linger
on the rusted fender
…………….. by dagosan [Oct. 25, 2005]
david,
i didn’t want to clog the comment box with
inappropriate haiku related blather, but i must
say, “first date” is excellent. here’s another
auto deluxe haiku… / signs of spring / the
rumble / of a muscle car
Comment by ed markowski — October 26, 2005 @ 8:49 pm
I agree. Wonderful stuff, David.
andrew
Comment by Andrew Riutta — October 27, 2005 @ 1:06 am
hey nice stuff david.
i too agree with you and feel sorry for such things,
another way to get rid of such things is to boost self esteem.
keep up the good work,
james
Comment by esteemer — March 12, 2008 @ 10:49 pm