Hmmm mmm mmm mmm....

Last week as I drove home from the chiropractor on Hwy 217, I saw a zebra-striped car. It was exciting. It's so rare, anymore, to see someone who doesn't take their car too seriously. All the rest of us were bland clones by comparison. The license plate said "Zentra," as in "Zebra Sentra," which it was. A Nissan Sentra. With it's S turned 'round to a Z.

Saturday I had coffee with Laura (mousey1013, see my Friends link if you don't know who she is, she's way cool) and we found a Vespa store. We went inside and gazed longingly at all the sweet little Vespas. Red or blue? Turquoise, cream, black. So many shiny scooters! An exciting find in the Pearl district.