I took Jasper to "Bugorama" last weekend to see the sparkling VW's and the VW drag races. He loved it! And as usual, I also loved it.
But it left me feeling unfulfilled. I don't just want to look at other peoples' cool bugs, buses, things, notchbacks, squarebacks etc... I want one too!
Then I started thinking about all the things I want. I want another 4x4 that can zip down the road better. I want a super-gas-sipping commuter. I want a racecar. I want a rocket ship. I want I want I want.
Hell, I already have my Jeep as a toy. I'm living like many people plan to do "someday" but never do. I have a wonderful child and wife. Why should I want for anything??? I really shouldn't. But then I find myself on Monday night with the clock creeping up on 12:45 AM on Craigslist and eBay shopping for Volkswagens.
What does it take??? If I were single I would sell off everything and live with only a futon, bookshelf a bowl and a spoon for a year to purge myself. Of course I would do this living out of my pristine 1968 VW bus!!!