Cute pup in his master's vehicle
Vehicle, like alcohol, is a word I have to spell carefully or I'm apt to mess it up. I think it's the funny placement of the "h". I suppose vehicle, and alcohol are "things" one needs to use carefully as well or they will mess you up....and not in a good way. And certainly combining the two is never a good idea. I'm off topic, already. Again. Ever see Boston Legal where Denny Crane keeps blaming his verbal jumbles on mad cow disease? Maybe I'll try that; perfect excuse for anything that doesn't come out right.
This week's "you capture" was vehicle. I love shooting cars, especially old ones so I was happy with this as a goal. Often times the cars I want to capture though are zooming down the road in the opposite direction as I think "oooohhh....that's a cool old car." I've taken to stopping when I see a car at roadside for sale or in rural small sales yards-the yards with those colorful triangular flags strung together like paper dolls hanging above the site-this way I can get out and catch the damn things not moving.
I found some cool old cars this week....an early 1970's Pontiac (does this mean I'm an antique too?) with double fat racing stripes stem to stern parked in a driveway and an old black Rolls Royce for sale-all you have to do is call Mouse at the number he left on the sign attached to his car. Mouse; hmmm.....I won't get off topic on that one. But last evening on my way home from my late day appointment I stopped by the local Trolley Museum thinking it would be a unique spot for interesting vehicles....and so it was.