I am going to attempt to write something I’ve never tried before. Enough of these long-winded, drawn out novels devoted to nothing but fiction. Enough of these novellas that you zip through in one evening leaving oneself empty wanting more and more and more.
No more short stories that barely wet the edge of one incisor before it’s over. No more long stories that barely wet one tooth.
From now on its public service announcements and this week’s will be centered around bad taste and non-discretionary judgment.
Now, we all have been hit by higher gas prices, but that doesn’t mean we should run out and purchase a vehicle that will fit into the trunk of most subcompacts.
You’ve seen the cars I’m talking about. They may hold one regular size clown or maybe two smaller ones but not much more than that.
Do we really want to sacrifice safety in order to save a few bucks?
I can’t imagine the carnage if one of these soap box Derby wannabes happened to collide with a regular size vehicle. If the truth be told I would have to question who would be the survivor between one of these windup’s and a small dog. It makes me shudder to think of the damage from insect strikes alone.
The other part of this equation has to do with aesthetics. If you want to be seen driving ugly down the road on four wheels, well, that’s absolutely none of my business. After all, people have the right to drive whatever they wish; however, I would check my local jurisdiction in case there are any restrictions on the amount of ugly allowed in your area.
Before you buy one of these fuel misers, think about it. Even though they conserve our fossil fuels which leads to less pollution, I would rather you spend that money at the fuel pump than giving it to a funeral home.
I hope no one was offended by my first public service announcement. After all, I’m out here for you.
After a great deal of thought and agonizing over my personal responsibility to assist my fellow-man since the last sentence…….I think I am going to stick with novels.