Jan 302016
 

Willkommen!  I know that Volkswagen has had a (well-deserved) image problem as of late, but I still can’t help have a soft spot for the “People’s Car.”  I grew up in a Volkswagen family, and while their reputation for Teutonic Kraft has always been a bit overrated (the local Volkswagen specialty shop’s owner would practically hug my late father whenever he came in), I still have an irrational, unshakeable fondness for the things.  And apparently, I’m not alone in my affection:

VWOOM

I enjoy a nice, relaxing drive in a vehicle, too. But, I wouldn’t go so far as implying that rolling around in a VW is like being back in the Mommy Place.

 

LOVE VWS

Short and to the point, sir/madam. Well done. Brevity is the soul of wit and you have made you case brilliantly.

 

BUGABUG

So nice you had to say it twice, ja? Ich verstehe.

So, enjoy these photos, forget your troubles for a while, and…Willkommen!:

 

Jan 182016
 

It’s cold out there – really cold.  Still, some dream of a summer-y ride about with the top down and nothing between them and being crushed but a roll bar of dubious efficacy.  Yup, some dream of tooling around in their jeeps!  And of course some dream of doing so in a vain fashion.  Let’s take a look:

 

No, not this little guy (?).

No, not this little guy (?).

 

BABY JP

They start ’em young, I see.

 

You be illin'.

You be illin’.

 

 

B0n Jov1

You can take the girl outta Jersey…

 

I mock, but dreaming of cruising around with the top down helps a lot on a day like today.  Stay warm everybody!

Jan 072016
 

It’s still more than a month until Valentine’s Day, but love, like vanity, is a 24-7, 365 kinda thing.  Besides, I have a feeling we won’t be feeling very loving after Iowa and New Hampshire this year.  So, let’s get a jump in things, yes?

At first I thought this plate was referring to someone who enjoyed acting out the part of a poorly made-up lizard man nemesis of James T. Kirk.  Then I realized it was a declaration of someone's love of running.  That is much, much better.

At first I thought this plate was referring to someone who enjoyed acting out the part of a poorly made-up lizard man nemesis of James T. Kirk. Then I realized it was a declaration of someone’s love of running. That is much, much better.

 

LUV INK

Which kind? India stains badly if one is not careful, but it does have a certain…Victorian charm I suppose. Ball-point ink is an underappreciated artistic medium. And tattoos are, well, ubiquitous. But, considering I love the Beatles, I can’t get too self-righteous about folks loving things that are everywhere these days.

 

The Mountain?  Really?!?  The Hound, I could see, but the Mountain was a right proper bastard from the get-go.  Poor form, sir/madam, poor form.

The Mountain? Really?!? The Hound, I could see, but the Mountain was a right proper bastard from the get-go. Poor form, sir/madam, poor form.

 

 

I guess love, and vanity, really is all you need.

 

Dec 232015
 

Happy Festivus!  And by happy, I mean, it’s time for the Airing of Grievances.  My biggest problem with you people is your vanity.  To wit:

 

HLOKTY

Special New Jersey guest plate: Ah yes, how charming. You idolize a weird Japanese not-quite-cat-but-in-fact-creepy-human. Typical Jersey.

 

 

 

BOUBOU

Yes, I’m sure it hurts. And yes, the holidays are a busy time of year. Still, that doesn’t excuse you from bad spelling. Get it together, m’kay?

 

TWIRLON

We all shine, er, twirl on.  Well, except for you, Yoko.  You are thrice-damned.

 

I’ve got a lot of problems with you people!