Wednesday, February 16, 2005 in the back of a dreamcar 20 foot long
All day long, I have ideas. I have so many that I don't even say most of them outloud. I never remember most of them, but some of them recur often enough that I come to know them more intimately, and although I don't talk about them, I forget that I haven't, so I assume that everyone's on the same page as I am, with, say, Rocktopuss: The Undersea Band*.
Then I mention it in passing without explaning it, because I've been giggling to myself about it for three months, and everybody gets all puzzled like they never learned how to pick up context clues.
So: let me spell it out for you, stupid:
The cable television channel "MTv"** has a program*** called "Pimp My Ride." The premise of the program is that poor people with bad cars write in, and the rapper Xzibit comes to your home, makes fun of your car, and then takes it to a body shop and mechanics, where they fix the obvious defects and the defects that it had never even occurred to you were there****.
I always want Xzibit to come and pimp my ride, but I don't even have a ride, so I roll around Baltimore on public transit and dream about the day I organize a petition drive.
When I do, all of Baltimore will sign a heartfelt plea to Xzibit to pimp its ride, and then soon after, my bus will have spinners.*****
*Four-man band in a giant octopus costume.
**Music Television
***show
****for example, that your car was lacking a plasma tv
*****fuck yeah! posted by Frenz | 2/16/2005 09:32:00 PM
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