I dreamed that I was in the Sahara driving and Jeremy Clarkson was there nagging me about my carbon footprint and how I should have taken “the BMW” instead of my old truck. He wouldn’t listen when I told him I didn’t have a BMW and that it was this or the Neon which was only front wheel drive.
Also I kept worrying that we would run out of gas but it turned out my truck was a diesel so we didn’t.
Then there was a little electric Smartcar thing that I saw in Cape May yesterday stuck in quicksand and I had to pull it out and there wasn’t enough room for the owner in the truck so he was in the bed driving the little car thing around.
I'm picturing Jim Carrey, as the Grinch, saying, "You might want to scooch over ..."
Afternoon, everyone. 72 and partly cloudy, with no sandstorms in sight.
In the “Things that make you go Hmmmmm ...” department, Tom says there’s a “Turn off blood” option on Assassins’ Creed III.
I love carbon footprints. Life forms exist when there is carbon in abundance.