Sep. 16th, 2003

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It was a Mini Cooper sorta morning for me today. I have been seeing this dark silver Mini Cooper S in my development that is almost a carbon copy of mine (same wheels, optional rally lights, only difference he has a black roof). Every time I go into the development looking for the car, I dont see it. Or ANY cars for that matter. I once lived on a gravel/dirt road surounded by cornfields that has now been turned into a mini-development (heh) of McMansions that started in at 500 kilobux. It's only about 22 houses, each on an acre of ground. Well, most of the yuppies that live there drive home, put the car in the garage and live indoors until they leave for work the next day. This makes it impossible to see who drives what car and where they live (someone has a Lamborghini there too!).

Anyway, for the first time, this guy followed me out onto the main roads and through various subdivisions before getting to 95. People who already got accustomed to seeing a Mini Cooper suddenly were staring again at the matched set driving together. Once at I-95 he went one way, I the other. Soon afterwards I came across a yellow/white Cooper S on 95 complete with an HRC sticker on the back and two guys driving. Waved as I zoomed by at my customary high rate of speed. I then saw two other Coopers on the southbound side less than a quarter mile apart. I ended up at the parking lot at work where this often spotted but as yet unknown owner Cooper was parked not too far away.

I just dont want these things to become as ubiquitous (that's for you, Harry!) as Honda Accords. That would take all the fun out of searching for 'em.

Mine included, I counted 4 as the most in the parking lots here at work. Needless to say there were many in the movie theater parking lot when The Italian Job premiered and after the first coupla weeks. That had many people checking the cars out, including the one planted there by MINI of Towson.

One of the better "MINI Moments' that happened recently was when Jeff and I were at an Oriole game and we were walking back across the parking lot after the game. This dude walking next to us with his two girl friends was yelling "OOOH! Da Mini Coop! Da Mini Coop! I want one, but I'd never fit in one!" trying to impress 'em. Mind you, this kid was all of about 5'10 and 150 pounds at most. When Jeff and I plopped into into the car and those other three were getting into their car next to us, one of the girls said "Those two huge guys dont seem to have a problem!". Guy was silent after that. We smiled and waved.

My buddy Chris (BearloverMD online) is considering getting one, and I let him drive mine to see how he liked it. He took our friend Doug out with him, when they came back, I asked how they liked it. "LOVE it!". I then asked if they would like to see how it REALLY performs. "YES!!!". Chris climbs into the back seat from the front (he's at least 6 foot) and I get out on the main road. Turn off the DSC, burn rubber on takeoff, catch 2nd, 3rd, then to at least 70. Ease back until the traffic circle (skidpad) where I took that to almost drifting and then onto some serious twisty country roads. When back at the house it was like they just got off the Millennium Force at Cedar Point. I think Chris wants one BADLY now. lol

Mid life crisis? Crisis? What crisis? (must find some Supertramp now)

I have made friends with a lot of cool people on ninicooperonline.com and keep missing out on many of their meetings and events due to conflicts with what I have going on, but I want to do something with these folk who seem to be some of the greatest people from the most varied types around. It doesnt matter to them that I am gay, they want to meet Jeff as well and make us a part of their families. Society in general can take lessons from the people on that site.

I'll close this out as one of the posts that didnt need a soapbox for a change. :op
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Some men are born great, some achieve greatness and some slit the throats of any man that stands between them and the mantle of power. You never met a man you couldn't eviscerate. Not that mindless violence is the only avenue open to you - but why take an avenue when you have complete freeway access? You are the definitive Man of Action. You are James Bond in a blousy shirt and drawstring-fly pants. Your swash was buckled long ago and you have never been so sure of anything in your life as in your ability to bend everyone to your will. You will call anyone out and cut off their head if they show any sign of taking you on or backing down. You cannot be saddled with tedious underlings, but if one of your lieutenants shows an overly developed sense of ambition he may find more suitable accommodations in Davy Jones' locker. That is, of course, IF you notice him. You tend to be self absorbed - a weakness that may keep you from seeing enemies where they are and imagining them where they are not.




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