i have lived in this building almost a year and every night, when i park, ever since i moved in, there was this broke-down, beat-up, sorry ass, purple and primer grey, beat up baja bug parked in the spot across from the stairs i go in and out of every day. it has never moved. i do not know if it is capable of moving under it’s own power. in the thick dust, on the rear window, someone had written:

“i wish my wife was this dirty.”

easy shot, but i hate to say it always made me kind of smirk. today, there was this:

don’t it always seem to go you don’t know what you got ’till it’s gone…..

carpe diem, people, carpe diem.