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Sweet, Sweet, Wienermobile – Good To See You Again!

I keep tabs on the whereabouts of the Wienermobiles by following them on Twitter. It’s important stuff. Very important.

On Sunday morning while sipping my coffee I read that one of the Wienermobiles would be on Long Island. As soon as I heard Kenny stirring himself awake I bounded into the bedroom overflowing with excitement. I could hardly wait to tell him the greatest news in the history of forever.

“Babe? Are you ready to experience the GREATEST DAY OF YOUR LIFE?”

“No.”

“The Weinermobile is on Long Island. Isn’t that great?”

::blink::blink::

He was so excited he couldn’t even make words.

When we pulled into the lot where the Wienermobile was parked I quickly clicked on the Sena bluetooth headset so that we could share the moment it came in to view together. As we rounded the corner…

“THERE IT IS! Look at that. Isn’t that just beautiful? Isn’t this just the GREATEST DAY of your LIFE?!”

“No. Not really.”

Look at Kenny, acting nonchalant about being parked behind the enormous weenie. Obviously, he was so overcome with emotion that he couldn’t really process the moment.

We parked and checked out the hot dog, got some stickers and whistles. I, very queenly-like, settled myself into one of the seats inside the ‘mobile to see what big time living felt like. For the record? It felt glorious.

As we started to collect ourselves to head out, I spotted people taking photos of the Ural in its parking space. You know, because there was nothing at all giant, orange and interesting parked anywhere within 30 feet of it.

Between you and me, I think Kenny was impressed by totally loved the Wienermobile.

Exhibit A:

That is not my Givi box. Just sayin’…

Two Resolutions and a Mystery Machine

When the new year rolled in there were two things that I resolved to do for myself.

One:
When I’m out in the world and I see something interesting, I need to stop saying ‘I’ll stop to look at it on the way back.’

Sometimes there is no going back. This is it, this could be my only chance. Stop and enjoy it now! I’ve burned myself with ‘later’ too many times.

Two:
Blog first. Twitter, Facebook second. I’ve kind of lost my way on the blog at times because the convenience of Twitter and Facebook make it so fast and easy to share what I’m seeing or thinking that it often never makes it to these pages.

I need to get back to my roots. Way back in the days when dinosaurs roamed the land I would post on my blog all the time. Small posts, big posts, sometimes just a picture – whatever. I need to get back to that.

Somewhere along the way I think I must’ve subscribed to someone else’s idea of how a blog should be run. Yea, not doing that anymore. Totally gangsta, right? :)

So, what do these things have to do with anything?

This:

The Mystery Machine was one of those things that I might have said I’ll stop later for. But, instead I swung a quick U-ey and soaked in all of its mysterious glory. {pats self on back}

So, cheers to the new year and to getting on with living on our own terms. And to the people who paint their minivans.

Sights from the Road: Art Car Extravaganza!

On Friday night how could I have possibly known that when I spotted the Cupcakemobile in Westhampton that it would be the …wait for it… waaaait for iiiit… icing on the cake? Oh, yes. I just went there.

The weather here lately has been hazy, hot and humid and the threat of thunderstorms seems ever present. This morning I decided that I would sneak out for a quick ride before things got ugly. Even if it was just for an hour, it would be better than nothing.

My loop back towards home brought me past a place I’ve passed a hundred times before. If you’ve been a reader for a while, you just might remember the fruit and vegetable car. But this time, instead of just a single art car gem parked out front – the gravel drive of the workshop held the mother lode.

Art. Car. Extravaganza!

Queen Smoothie, Yummie Mobile, a rocky pickup and the fruit and veggie car? Be still my heart! Aren’t these fantastic?

Make sure you eat your veggies, Dragon!

As wonderful as each of the cars are, I think I love the Yummie Mobile most:

“Kenny, can we get a big pink donut for my car?”

“No.”

:lol:

Do you think he would notice if I got myself some frosted donut hubcaps?

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Other ‘Greatest Cars in the Universe’

Sights From the Road: Greatest Car in the Universe v4.0 – Mufflermobile

Okay, I know. I know, I know, I know. Every time that I see an amazing art car I go bananas and get all, “this is the greatest car in the universe!” But,…

Muffler… CAR!  ::faints::

We actually saw the muffler car when we pulled into the town of Franklin, NC on Day 3 of our road trip south. I caught it out of the corner of my eye as I rode past it. It was after dinner time and Kenny and I were both tired and hungry. So, I broke one of my own rules and kept going.

When we found a hotel and pulled into the unloading area, I took my helmet off and excitedly said to Kenny, “DID YOU SEE THAT MUFFLER CAR?!1?!?!” To which he responded, “No.”

Clearly he wasn’t excited because the magnitude of its greatness did not have a chance to seer into his retinas yet. But luckily for blondie, I’m not a quitter. I did what any smart person would do and set a reminder on my iPhone to visit the muffler car when we were heading out the following day.

I think the chiming of my reminder might have woken Kenny up the next morning.  Oopsie :) That is the only logical explanation for his body language in the distance:

“Stupid muffler car. I can’t believe I’m sitting out here in the pouring rain looking at this ridiculous thing.”
:lol:

Can you imagine how fabulous a burnout in the Muffler Car would look? Peelin’ out with 4 on the muffler floor. Badass.

Muffler Car!

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Other ‘Greatest Cars in the Universe’

A Brush With Greatness: Meeting the Wienermobile

Some dreams are gigantic, epic undertakings that take a lifetime to complete if they can ever even be completed. Then there are other dreams that are just simple bits of whimsy. Wishes, if you will.

On the surface those wishes may appear to have a small scope but their impact can bring a smile to your face long after they are realized. That makes those little dreams and wishes just as important as the big ones, in my book.

One of the wishes I’ve long held close to my fuzzy little heart has been to see the Wienermobile up close. Dumb? Probably. But, so what?

Last week – A Dream Realized:

The giant hot dog came wheeling onto Long Island and I was there.

Has ever a finer vehicle ever graced the highways and byways of this world? I don’t think so. It seems to emanate happiness from its hotdogginess.

The Wienermobiles were hand crafted by Icelandic unicorns. Before the unicorns sent the giant rolling wieners out into the world to bring joy to the masses, they infused them with baby otter farts and cookie dust to give them a little extra sparkle. True story.

Inside the belly of the beast:

You can stalk track the Wienermobiles to find out where to have a brush with lunchmeat greatness.

The Wienermobile is the grandaddy of all “Greatest Cars in the Universe.”

LOVE IT!

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