I may be exaggerating a bit, but here's the part I hate the most: I find the spinning rims hypnotic. When I'm sitting at a stop light and see a set of those, I just stare. I keep staring. Then I start to wonder as they very slowly wind down, will they stop spinning completely before the light turns green? It becomes a contest of wills between two lifeless objects: a spinning alloy rim attachment and a stop light. And I want the rims to win. I start to think, "Come on... They're getting slower. Okay, the other side is still going - Gasp! The light's turning yellow! Come on, come on! Stop already! Noooo!" Stop light: One. Spinning rims: Zero. Sad isn't it?
It gets even more frightening when I'm driving down the interstate and I see a car doing 70mph and I simply can't get over the fact that the rims are spinning so slow. I mean, it looks like the car is gliding! It's majestic.
I've changed my mind. I now know that spinning rims are the epitome of beauty. Thanks hip-hop gangster wanna-be's! I've seen the light!
P.S. My apologies for overuse of exclamation points in this post. I found it necessary but, in retrospect, I find it annoying.
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Mike, that cracks me up! The overuse of the exclamation point. Did you have a Seinfeld moment? I know I did when you said you used too many exclamation points! HAHA Yeah, 2 scoops of raisins to wal-mart for supplying the cheap spinning rims for those who want to look "rich." HAHA
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