Not leaving the local landscape and routine for about 3 months got to me last week, so I arranged a visit with friends who live in Maryland. The first 2 on the road was exhilarating.. feeling the freedom in freeway. Just north of Richmond, VA, everything changed...2 small accidents within a mile of each other slowed traffic to about two miles an hour for too long....then the chaos theory as it pertains to traffic patterns kicked in, and my fantasy plan of breezing along like the dudes on route 66 of yore, were dashed. Deciding to take a momentary break to gas up and pee, and perhaps grab a sandwich I chose an exit that boasted a Subway shop. Well, the sandwich place wasn't exactly where the sign near the gas station indicated it was, so, faced with a huge expance of asphalt and what looked like a truckstop down at the end, I took off in that direction. What I found was the gem of the day. There, in a little grove of trees was a tiny white chapel, replete with pointy tall steeple. Off to the side front a bunch of motorcycles were parked. Looked good to me. Not wanting to disrespect the two scruffy bikers standing around made me decide to not immediately start shooting photos that included their bikes. Wonderfully, as soon as I planted myself squarely in front of the chapel, the one guy suggested that perhaps I might like to include the bikes in my photo!! "Wow, good idea." I offered in an innocent lady voice. Score. But the best part was yet to show itself...it happened that when I went over to the side where the bikes were, the guy who was over there had on a vest with his club's name on the back-----Twisted Souls. It couldn't get much better than that. Except that it did...the first shot didn't show the steeple very well, so I asked him to come over to where I took this shot.
It is with great respect and love I bow to those laughing photo gods that occasionally offer up to us mere photo image hunting mortals the magical combination of the time and space co-incidence for to produce a perfect situation to aim a camera.
some games seem to never go out of style. for example the classic car/road trip game simplistically called "punch buggy" took a weird shaped car and made it fun to hit your friends in honor of the small, german made auto. lots of fun for everyone except overbearing parents and weaker younger brothers and sisters.
with the advent of the "toaster box" (aka the scion) and the "rolling pogo stick" (aka the segway) other games were bound to pop up. thank goodness for the wonderful smart car! the smart car is small, fuel efficient and can park basically in a space the size of a bench. for its size, recognizeablity, and sheer rarity, i give you the game: smart car! whenever you see one of these compact of all compact cars, stick out your index finger, go toward your friends noggin, and poke their encapsulated brain and declare that you were the first one to see the most intelligent of cars, "smart car!" our lovely internet-google-searched models are providing us with a great example below. obviously mr. blue (sad because he did not see the smart car first but smiling because it is such a great game) did not see the smart car and lovely lady on the left beat him to the announcement of "smart car!"
be sure to safely play smart car with people other than drivers or drivers with hard heads or if it is very entertaining to see their reactions. enjoy! this game is an artstar and canfield original!
