Remember these fun characters? I loved giving them mismatched limbs and upside-down noses.
My lovely '07 Toyota Corolla has a name. Mrs. Potato Head. Why, you ask? (laughing, and hopefully somewhat concerned)
Last spring, I was snowboarding with a friend at A-Basin and lost my right rear hubcap somewhere between the parking lot and Denver. Potholes, mud and mountain altitude. Still haven't replaced it, even though there are many shops nearby my house.
This summer, with my dear friend Meg from Chicago, I was driving home from the bar one night off South Broadway and my right side-view mirror popped out. Not going into that... but the plastic component is still there, totally fine. Just missing a mirror. Those are not hot commodities on amazon.com. Salvage yard says they don't have them. I am going to check out a different salvage yard, with a different approach.
On the way up to the mountains, we were coaching my lovely car up the hills and to Breck for a weekend of shredding the gnar. We talked about car names, and that I didn't have one. It came down to Mrs. Potato Head or Betty Davis (looks old, but acts young, maybe had a stroke on the right side...) Both were so great!
How on earth did it come to Mrs. Potato Head? You really wanna know?
A pedestrian ran into my car, at dark, with his dog. He and his dog are fine, by the way. They took out my driver's side mirror. It shattered. His fault.
Can 2011 start already?
