Thursday, July 28, 2011


I wait for the 850 every day in front of a used car lot. I am fully aware of the irony of this.

Since it is the 850 I am waiting for, I usually have ample time to contemplate my surroundings, including this sign:

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Now, while this sign is one of the favorite parts of my surroundings, I can't help but wonder if its fundamental premise is flawed.

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