Jesus is a Black Man and Drives a Lexus E 330
It's been a weird day.
Started out with a traffic nightmare this morning. Remember, we live in an area that's the new home to, who really knows, possibly hundreds of thousands of Hurricane Katrina evacuees. I welcome them and wish them the best. But all the warmest wishes ain't helping our traffic situation none. And when one major roadway into Baton Rouge from the suburbs to the east gets shut down because of an accident, the other highways into town become parking lots.
So I was out running errands with Natalie--had to go to Babies R Us, Lord help me, I hate that store--and on our return down US 190 in Baton Rouge, the Baton Rouge Police Department had turned off the traffic signal at a major intersection to instruct BRPD Academy Cadets on directing traffic the old-fashioned way. MAJOR mess! (I'm making some assumptions here, but it's MY blog... and yes, I know these officers-to-be have to learn this somehow, but man, what a traffic mess they created.) It was just the least bit entertaining, though, watching these students not yet dressed in the super-confident cockiness of a seasoned police officer attempt to manage this huge, busy intersection under the tutelage of experienced officers. Good luck, guys.
Then we saw him. We saw Jesus. (Making more assumptions here, yes.) When you see a personalized license plate on an automobile, don't you usually assume that "COOLCAT" refers to the driver, who must, for some reason, fancy himself a cool cat? And when you see "FISHRMN," you kind of figure the driver to be an angler or sorts... maybe? I saw, on the plate on this really nice, light green Lexus E 330, "GODSSON." Jesus drives a Lexus. Doesn't look a THING like his picture. You probably wouldn't recognize him without the plate to tip you off.
It's been a weird day.
Started out with a traffic nightmare this morning. Remember, we live in an area that's the new home to, who really knows, possibly hundreds of thousands of Hurricane Katrina evacuees. I welcome them and wish them the best. But all the warmest wishes ain't helping our traffic situation none. And when one major roadway into Baton Rouge from the suburbs to the east gets shut down because of an accident, the other highways into town become parking lots.
So I was out running errands with Natalie--had to go to Babies R Us, Lord help me, I hate that store--and on our return down US 190 in Baton Rouge, the Baton Rouge Police Department had turned off the traffic signal at a major intersection to instruct BRPD Academy Cadets on directing traffic the old-fashioned way. MAJOR mess! (I'm making some assumptions here, but it's MY blog... and yes, I know these officers-to-be have to learn this somehow, but man, what a traffic mess they created.) It was just the least bit entertaining, though, watching these students not yet dressed in the super-confident cockiness of a seasoned police officer attempt to manage this huge, busy intersection under the tutelage of experienced officers. Good luck, guys.
Then we saw him. We saw Jesus. (Making more assumptions here, yes.) When you see a personalized license plate on an automobile, don't you usually assume that "COOLCAT" refers to the driver, who must, for some reason, fancy himself a cool cat? And when you see "FISHRMN," you kind of figure the driver to be an angler or sorts... maybe? I saw, on the plate on this really nice, light green Lexus E 330, "GODSSON." Jesus drives a Lexus. Doesn't look a THING like his picture. You probably wouldn't recognize him without the plate to tip you off.
It's been a weird day.
posted by Jeff at 2:30 PM
2 Comments:
personalized plates make me want to ram into the back of the car. it's irrational I know, I can't help it.
I would advise against ramming Jesus. That is almost certain to end badly.
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