Sunday, June 18, 2006

A Man and His Horse...

Many sayings pop up now and again that seem to have lost relevance to our time. One of the most poignant to me now is the old adage, “A man is only as good as his horse.” Now lets ruminate on that for just a moment... When was the last time that you saw a horse in person let alone rid one? A pony? a Merry-go-Round? With some obvious exceptions to our more rural pals, one would be hard pressed today to find a man, woman, or child whose body, let alone the attached character, came within a mile of the equestrian realm.

It thus seems to me that this old measuring stick of worth and ability just doesn’t quite cut it anymore. To put it less elegantly, "There ain’t no wild mares or bronco bustin’ cowboys left in theze parts.” Would you like a more tangible example? Well fine then, When was the last time that you had a mustang riding rancher sit his chapped behind next to you at the saloon, and drawl out his order for a sasparilla? It is time to revamp that old cliché. So, with that in mind, lets talk about cars!

I just got a new vehicle, a 2000 Kia Sephia, a model which is now no longer produced having been merged with the Spectra in 2002. I am not gonna kid anyone and try to pass it off like my car is the greatest one in the world. However, don’t let anyone fool you either, my little Filly has four wheels just like anyone elses and it can run. "That ‘aint bad." I don’t care what kind of cowboy you were then or are now, your horse meant the world to you and I am not any different. Freedom spelled with imported Korean lettering and coming in the four wheeled and running variety sounds just as sweet as freedom in any other scrit. And then there is the added bonus; my ride probably doesn’t need as much hay as everyone else's! My new Kia is a very special car to me in so far as it is mine. I own it, I paid for it fully, I cover the insurance, it consumes my gas, oil, and dollars; I wash it, rub it down, talk to it, pet it, and love it, so quite rightfully I am proud. (though if you want to send me gas cards I certainly won’t object.) It is my noble steed and together we are free!

Funny enough, but my new car is so much an expression of my independence and freedom that I have begun moving my thing out of the house and into it instead. I have found myself gathering the junk I have scattered throughout the house in storage and boxes and sequestering it in my vehicle; my bastion of freedom and independence. If it makes it into my trunk, it is suddenly irrevocably mine. I am stowing away slowly and surely the precious keepsakes of my life. I recently hunted down an old college blanket which I have been coveting from my parents. It was bought a year ago at my graduation and I had had my eye on it all through my collegiate years. I used to visit its likeness in the bookstore and longingly drool at it, wondering and hoping it would one day be mine. Since my parents bought it and promised it to me after my very cold graduation day it has been lingering and malingering in the back of my mind pulling my thoughts every so often back to it in order to pay it homage. I can proudly say that it is now gracing the backseat of my four-door oasis. It may clash but its colors speak to me of harmony rather than the public's translation of classy yet more unnecessary clutter to the back of yet another automobile. I hunted it down and lovingly united it with the rest of my spoils. The Alumni stickers are without question on the way. I am hoarding; surreptitiously moving out of the house and into my car. A strange phenomena, but hey, its what I got. Suffice it to say, I love me car, it is wonderful and promising and freeing and belonging to me. I know and back my horse, cause damnit, its mine!


At June 19, 2006, Blogger Sober In the City said...

Bravo G!! Very well written. You have an amazing vocab... and I found myself laughing out loud at the disucssion of re-uniting your 'things'. I can just piture you leaving the house to read a book in the back of your car.

Been there.

Great work... You got talent. Keep blogging....

At June 19, 2006, Anonymous Anonymous said...

Nice car. I like your choice of colors

At June 20, 2006, Blogger Jess said...

You would fit well on a horse but I am certain that the car does it's job well! Congrats on the new purchase and the liberation that it brings along. As always my best wishes for you on your journey through life,


At June 22, 2006, Anonymous JennHW said...

Well done, my friend. I know the feeling of owning your own car for the first time and the experience of hoarding belongings in that car.

I also think that you should keep writing/blogging. You made me laugh and I enjoyed the commentary on freedom.

At June 23, 2006, Anonymous Anonymous said...

This has nothing to do with anything...but do you know that you resemble Prince William?
Smile more, it looks good on you!

At July 23, 2006, Blogger Georg said...

It was recently brought to my attention that I may have contradicted myself by calling my winning car not only a filly, but also a steed. After a bit of searching I hope to resolve any confusion. A steed is merely a spirited horse usually used for war or functions of the state. As far as I could gather this is not a gender exclusive term. A Filly however is most certainly a young female horse. Therefore, a steed she can be. However, If I were to call my beautiful new car a stud and a filly I would quickly have been bucked out the door and be covered in tire marks from head to foot, my mode of ambulance being rather strict as to her female identity... who has ever heard of a male called Sephia, or as I call her Sophie. (sometimes Sandra too). I would like to see no wavy black patterns on any of my shirts in the future, so for now her title of steed will stand. Much thanks though for the constructive criticism. God bless.

At July 31, 2006, Blogger Sober In the City said...

UPDATE YOUR BLOG!!! It's the only way I can find out how you are doing without having to pick up the phone.

-your sister


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