Alright, this is getting silly now. For some reason our provincial government is promoting the sale of vanity plates. The price is quite reasonable, and I even considered it this year when I went to renew my insurance, but boy am I glad I didn’t. Its reminding me of the Dr Seuss story of those things with the star bellied whatsoozles or whatchmahoofers or whatever (ok, Sneeches, thanks Google). The ones without stars weren’t nothin, those with em were elite.
Then some dude rolls into town sayin Hey, here’s a star stamping machine fer yer bellies, getcher belly stars cheap! so all the no ones got a star, which made the elites get multiples, and so on and so on.
Much like whats happening all around me on the roads. These vanity plates are silly and distracting and eventually you won’t be able to remember ANY lisence plates in emergency situations. At least the system of #A# A#A is a proven scientific memory mechanism. What was that plate, Mr C? Mr P? what the heck did that say? It’s a mystery!
Pretty soon I’ll stand out for NOT having one. EWN 109 all the way baby!
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