“Dude, where’s my car” is my all-time favourite movie. I know, that doesn’t exactly put me in the echelons of high brow academics but I can live with that. The film stars Ashton Kutcher as a dimwit twenty-something who has lost his car. It’s actually quite a silly movie and great campy fun. The best scenes are the Chinese drive-thru and the bubble wrap suits.
Admittedly, I’ve lost my car before too but didn’t quite have the adventures Ashton had. I parked it and made a mental note that it was in front of a sign that said ‘palestra’ (gym). Later on it was dark and I walked for an hour searching for that damn sign and my dark green Panda. I stopped and asked a dude walking his dog and he replied with “which palestra”, “dang, there’s more than one?” (Thank you Adwoa for the dang…much better than the alternative).
So obviously my movie choices probably reflect the ‘real’ me. I hope you’re not too disappointed that I am really just a Prosecco guzzling slacker ESL teacher. Oh, did I just say that out loud?
But lets move on to my felony on a country road, shall we?
My inspiration began beside the garbage bins down the road. For three days I saw this lonely, miniature broom leaning against the side of the trees. Is it there for garbage? Or, does it belong to the city workers? Maybe they have a midget on staff, you never know…
Halloween is coming and I am quite sick of painting and just wanna have some fun. I hiked down the road and snatched the broom early Sunday morning. Armed with some old clothes and plastic bags I went to work on my witch. My husband says she doesn’t look scary, which is fine by me because I prefer her to border on the silly and ridiculous anyway.
Mission accomplished, now the passing by hikers will have some folly to add to their photo album. But I wonder if I’m going to get a knock on the door anytime soon with an angry midget requesting his broom back?
In which case, my adventures may end up just like Ashton’s!