Saturday, April 12, 2008

Our car is getting old

When we arrived at the Distillery District parking lot, it seemed that ours was the oldest car in the lot. I guess time went by and we didn't notice how shabby our ride had become, until we compared it to all the nice Volkswagons and BMW's of the Distillery crowd.



Ron, you thought your truck was old? I'll show you old.



Perhaps San would like to add this to her list of Dilapidated Doors.



But in all seriousness, Ken took these photos, and I think he did a rather nice job of it.



This truck is slightly better off, in that it still has it's jaunty red coat of paint.



However, it's parked in a rather precarious position. Directly above it, at the top of a tall building, is a giant cheese grater. What appear to be shreds of cheese weighing up to one ton each are poised to topple down onto this truck and crush it, if the wind picks up. The fire escape, which runs from the red truck up to the cheese grater, shows you the true scale of the threatening cheese.



We had not brought our hard hats with us, so we beat a hasty retreat.

10 comments:

Aurora said...

The threatening cheese :-) very amusing!

I have some b/w pics of that truck from a few years back. It's a very attractive truck, and your colour photos do nice justice to the reds.

Keera Ann Fox said...

I like pictures that show something aging, whether it's metal or paint or wood or skin. Good photos, Ken!

Leighann said...

The photos are fantastic! I love "old time" stuff like that ;)

Warped Mind of Ron said...

LOL, OK maybe my truck isn't that old. Mmmmmm... multiple tons of cheese! Now all I need to find are massive piles of bacon and fries and I'm ready to eat!!!

Karen said...

Very cool car pics. Tell Ken he has some talent there.

unsigned said...

I can take better pictures than that! Say Cheese!

jameil1922 said...

how odd.

Jenski said...

MMMmmm...cheese. I certainly would not want to risk parking under it though. Great pictures!

Nicole said...

Cool old truck! And yes, scary cheese chunks :D

Nilsa S. said...

I'll trade you. My VW for whatever you have. So long as it's not a VW. I hate my car. It's a piece of junk on the inside which speaks way more than anything on the outside ever will. Gah!