CORRECTING AN OVERSIGHT

Have you ever had an epiphany that.... wait.... you don't know what an epiphany is?? 

Epiphany- a sudden, intuitive perception of or insight into the reality or essential meaning of something, usually initiated by some simple, homely, or commonplace occurrence or experience.

OK... mine came today and it was a bit shocking to the writer in me. [note: Being a Gemini, I CAN have different versions of myself, and NOT need a prescription!]

I have written very little about my favorite things in the world. The things that fuel my lottery daydreams. The things that I endlessly debate in my mind, as to how many are REALLY needed by any one person. The things that constantly change and yet the older ones get even sexier as time passes. 

Yes, I am talking about cars. You thought something else???? [Here] are the few postings on this VERY important topic. 

So nothing even comes close when you ask what is the single biggest interest in my life. Since before I can remember, cars, or in those days, HOT WHEELS cars were the ultimate gift. I imagined driving before I even knew what "power slides" were. 

They have been a source of both limitless pleasure and unending frustration. 

Fun because a car (or truck!) is cool AND useful. It is the last resort when you have nothing to do. Or something to do and nowhere to do it! It's one of the largest purchases you will ever make in your life. They can be an extension of your personality. They can be a trigger to memories that span a lifetime. 

Not-so-fun when they break down, get dirty, or even when you want a newer model. An irritation when the insurance bill comes due. A diva when the tank is empty and you don't have time to fill up. 

I don't know where this love affair came from. There wasn't any exotic vehicles in my childhood. We were too poor for that. There was no one in the family that inspired the affection for Fords, or any car at all. Maybe the milk man.... Mom will never tell, now. 

So they have always been there, the coolest ones were beyond my income levels, the practical ones were just not exciting enough. The desire to modify them sometimes, well, ALWAYS exceeded my wallet's capacity to pay. 

There WERE times when the realities of my financial stature won out over the sports cars in the latest issue of Car & Driver. There were also rewards for the hard work and long hours I put in. 

If I wrote about my entire timeline with cars, it would be so long as to require a lunch break... or two. My guess is that small bites are better, so I will tell you about my relationships with cars, trucks, and motorcycles a piece at a time. I already mentioned some of my bike past [here], but there is more to reveal. 

I hope it's an amusing ride....