Only one

One of my favourite photos, this...
it was a brilliant roll of film.
it was a perfect morning spent walking in a misty park with mia.
today i got to drive the bmw home because the mitsubishi people sent my mechanic the wrong radiator..

the bmw is an entirely different species of animal to the mitsubishi. it's rear wheel drive and a straight six for one. it has airbags, and brakes that never lock up even if you come round a corner at eighty and there's a possum trying to commit suicide via instant bumper decomposition. you can save him.

here is a list of things the bmw is better at doing than my car:
turning,
stopping,
accelerating,
playing music,
things that require suspension (such as keeping the bottom of the car off the ground).

here is a list of things my car is better at doing than the bmw:
having a manual gearbox.

it's a real toss up, to be honest. on that one thing alone.

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hey y'all need to listen to A Fistful of Film Music by Ennio Morricone. the man is a genius. i am in love with this album and i don't even like westerns.
it is so triumphant and superbly composed, moping around the house seems somehow fruitful and worthwhile.
everything you do, even just the dishes, feels like you've just won a gunfight.
if you have to work yourself into such strangeness, please try Il Ritorno di Ringo and Farewell to Cheyenne as an hors de'oeuvre.
you won't regret it.
it's not as bad as eating a still beating snake heart (think i need to cancel Sky tv..).