I imagine one day we'll all be driving weird looking vehicles powered by some alternative fuel. I don't know what that fuel will be - maybe that orange dust they sprinkle on Cheetos, maybe magnetized butter, or maybe LOW fructose corn syrup, who knows? However it turns out, we'll always have the memories of those gas guzzling, carbon monoxide belching, groundwater contaminating son-of-a-guns we call automobiles.
I think a big reason we've procrastinated in developing an alternative energy transport is because there's something about a cool car that makes a man feel like a man. I'm not sure why that is - perhaps, it's just brilliant marketing. Indeed, in the vintage world (i.e. the 50s - 70s), automobile ads and shows always had a strategically placed sexy woman near the car. Somehow, the image of a lovely model poised atop a granola powered econo-transport just doesn't seem to have that same "oomph".
So, without further ado, let's get on with the women perched around oil sucking, smog spewing, traffic fatality machines of yesteryear. Enjoy!
