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The Desk.

A Dignified Countenance, and a little bit of Soul.

Wednesday, July 13, 2005

The more I ride in other people's cars, the more I see that my Chariot is so me. Anyody can take one look at that Jeep and know it's mine, and know what I'm about. Besides the fact that all my stickers give away critical factual information about where I went to high school and go to college, and my connection to Scouting, the Chariot itself sends a message about me. It's big and red and shiny, with lots of, shall we say, cosmetic enhancements. And I play loud music, but it's the kind of music you wouldn't expect to be cranked out of a system like mine, like Motown or Celtic music. By its very presence, the Chariot exudes the same brash bravado that I try to. When I pull into the parking lot, people take notice, and I maintain that same power of presence when I walk into a room. Now some people who drive a recognizeable vehicle like mine just use it for show, but mine'll get a job done, too. My Chariot has character and serves a purpose beyond getting me from A to B and even beyond getting me noticed. By day she'll haul loads of whatever my job requires me to put in there, and by night, she'll park wherever I need her, if you catch my drift. The Cage, whether standard or extended, furnished or not, allows me to lead the life I do. The inside of my Jeep is just as important as the notice I get because of the outside. A lot of people like to spend more time cleaning their car than they ever entertaining guests in there, but I maintain a balance. She'll get downright stank if nobody's going to be in there, because what do I need to clean it out for, but believe me, when I do clean her up, she's nicer than a hotel. So whether the Cage is full of debris from hauling pine straw, block, and dirt, or fully furnished with pads, blankets and pillows, the Chariot is a key component of my situation, and not just my means of transportation.

Secondarily, I found this pretty cool thing on the line the other day, then grew weary of it, then found it again. It's called the Hero Machine. It's got different superhero and fantasy type character templates and you manipulate the various components on the interface to make any sort of character you want. I made myself and some other ones. It's also a neat way to see how other people see you when they make their version of you. I dunno, just another little toy to keep you entertained for five or ten minutes, thought you lot might enjoy it. Here's my me:
|And the Lord spake unto the masses@ 8:07 PM|

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