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Chip    (2004.07.13)

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‘You eat Cadillacs, Lincolns, too, Mercurys and Subarux’    (2004.07.13)

But Datsuns you spit right out.

I lived down the road from a Datsun dealer and I remember the very week the B210 came out. I looked for a long time indeed at the nameplate and could not possibly figure out how to say it. I thought it was “B-21-O.” The oppressive, cramped, pitch-black interior (with huge, intrusive seatbelt retractor up by your temple), plus the nauseating design features indicated above, burned it forevermore in my memory.

Oh, and guess what? A car that small was rear-wheel-drive. Then again, so was the Chevette. (And the Acadian.)

Scarifying. And, for the love of God, turn down the gain on that paint.

‘Private Eye’ covers!    (2004.07.11)

‘Private Eye’ covers all in one place

Brass latch in a sea of aqua    (2004.07.08)

How’s that for a colour combo? It’s probably visible from the moon.

Now that’s reflective!    (2004.07.08)

Is it lateral thinking or 45-degree thinking to paint a huge retroreflective A on the side of each ambulance?

Bug turn signal    (2004.07.08)

A 74-year-old’s artifacts    (2004.07.08)

Rather as in Britanski Queer as Folk, I have seen the dead man’s apartment in this building. He was 74, and of his detritus, the following extruded tray was the most tragic.

Verso of cheque    (2004.07.07)

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The Terminator’s taxicab    (2004.07.07)