Hippie Car

Dear Readers,
I must comfess something to you. I know this may come as a shock, but I, Mary, drive a hippe mobile! A person may never know, because to the naked, untrained eye it appears to be a normal girl vehicle.

The thought process of someone examining my vehicle may go something like this:

First Glance: "What a cute blue VW Beetle, I have always secretly wanted one. And look at that fabulous fin! So shiny too!"

Second Glance: "Hmm I feel like this poor girl has seen some better days, that is some big dent. The wheels look semi-hideous without the VW circle in the middle."

Third Glance: "I wonder who owns this thing, it is filthy! Ever think of washing your car or getting new tires, eh?!"

Fourth Glance: "WOW! I don't know which is worse, the inside or outside? Why on earth would someone want to keep all of that junk in a car? Oh wait... maybe I shouldn't judge, she may be homeless."

Fifth Glance: "I think I can slip $20 in through the window, poor thing!"

Me Partying with one of my best friends, my car!!!
If I could tag little blue in this, I would.

If only it worked that way. *sigh* I would love to be the recepient of free money! Just a joke.

I have a different way of viewing my horseless carriage than most people. I am sure that most are familiar with the idea of being "married to your car." I myself violently reject this idea, I for one want to marry a man, not a man made metal machine. No, I think of my horseless carriage as more of a best friend. I spend more time with my car than I do with any of my other friends, and like a friend you need to take car of the other individuals needs or you will loose them. My girl, Little Blue, has been very true. I have been neglecting the poor thing for some time, she was in desperate need of new tires. Now that she is equipped, our friendship has been stregthened because there is trust. We have the mutual understanding that she will transport me from point A to point B without getting a flat due to the rubber running through, and in return she knows that when push comes to shove I will sometimes pull through. I am vowing to be a better friend though, and hopefully this will bring upon forgiveness in the end, I am still experiencing other issues due, in part, to my neglect. 

My vehicle contains the equivelent of a tornadoes debree. I believe that you should always be prepared for a variety of situations, and climates. The contents of my car heavily reflect this belief. There are always several outfit changes, shoes, and some jewelry, and most of the time makeup in case I decide to spend the night somewhere, go out dancing, or swimming.
Than I have at least two camera's with me, my Diana F+, and my Yashica TL Electro.
I always have at least one pillow, and in the colder seasons a small blanket.
There are also little odds and ends that find there way around such as my rainbow kite(you never know when you will stumble upon a good windy day), nailpolish, and of course last but not least, my books and notebooks. I carry half of the time in my car half in a house, my poetry notebook, and whatever novel I am reading, currently The Age of Innocense.
I am hoping to up the anny on my automobile, I invision an organized array of clothes in the trunk, with a better garbage system. Oh, and maybe it wouldn't hurt to vacuum and clean the thing. :0

When I was out swing dancing with a friend last week, she needed some sock because her feet were tired. She said to someone, something along the lines of, "If we had taken Mary's hippie car we would have had them by now."