I recently heard a comedian riff on bumper stickers as a handy shortcut to life — when he saw one, he automatically knew not to be friends with the driver.
My husband views my new-found bumper sticker interest as a phase, a possible symptom of mid-life crisis that will hopefully pass in less time than it takes to remove the adhesive already applied.
Me, I just looked at my tan minivan one day (Sandtone), youth football team stickers in the windows (not that there is anything wrong with that), bumper scraped from hasty parking jobs, and thought about what I drive as reflection of who I am.
I was also swept up in the fervor of the election and wanted to make a statement. The minivan remains non-negotiable, no matter how much I want something little and zippy. So forthwith the Obamamobile was born.
I have lots more bumper stickers to apply, when the time is right. “Please Lord, let me be the person my dog thinks I am”. “Coexist”. “Alternative Energy is Homeland Security”. “Geek Is The New Cool”.
Funny, my husband doesn’t drive the van much anymore.
karen from mentor said:
I never saw this post before!
I went from a zippy two seater to a four door BUICK (for the car seat) to the mom mini van.
After I learned the secret mini van wave….. I felt better
Sometimes I come out of the grocery store and there are
four or five of my EXACT same van parked side by side
in a row.
I never thought about making it into an obamavan so
I could find it easier.
the idea has possibilities….OR!! I could just get it painted
trump loi to look like his WHOLE HEAD…but how would
they do the ears?
hmmm….I’ll get back to you.
funny…I always think of your van as being Gold. As in a way cooler color than my BGV (big green van). What’s that thing about “perception being reality”???