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Legal Indigestation and the Number Two

Tuesday, September 29th, 2009

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paragraph-spacer3LOS ANGELES – Ever wonder why laws take so long to go into effect? To mature… to gestate? After bills are voted on and approved (by local municipalities, state legislatures, propositions, or Congress), they can sometimes take months or even years to become laws. Could it be that these delays are somehow concessions to the defeated parties?

A THANK YOU NOTE
“Sorry, Americans For A Car Seat-Free Childhood, the Car Seat Safety Act (against which you lobbied so hard) was passed into law. But as a concession to you (and a hearty thank you for the check, btw), we will delay its effective date by 18 months, AND give it secondary offense status. There are a lot of laws in the Number Two Class around here. That’s really what we call it! Ha! Officers will not be permitted to pull you over–if they see kids prancing about, unrestrained, in your back seat–for that reason alone.”
Sincerely, Sen. Heywood Jablome

You can be driving along with overly-tinted windows*, you and/or your kids unrestrained**, talking or texting on your cell phone***, drinking a Big Gulp****… performing any and all manner of secondary offenses, and still the cops can’t pull you over just for those infractions alone (in many jurisdictions). Isn’t that a bit silly? To me, something is either illegal and dangerous, or it’s not. Texting while driving, as an example, doesn’t suddenly become a narcissistic, selfish, and hazardous act as one passes the posted speed limit. There is no sane reason for a secondary offense level to begin with, except as a political gesture to the “aggrieved lobby”. Aggrieved? You have got to be kidding me.

Michael Moore was one of Bill Maher’s guests on Friday, and something he said stood out. Actually, he said a lot of interesting things, but as it relates to this topic, there was this: the Baucus Bill, as it sits now, would not go into effect until 2013. 2013. Was this part written by the Health Care Lobby? The poor, aggrieved, Wall Street-run, profits before people, don’t rock the boat Health Care Lobby? Why the delay, Max? It’s like adding insult to insult. The bill with your name on it shows your desire to protect the interests of your rich and powerful health care industry friends, to the ultimate detriment of thousands of your constituents. And Max: by “ultimate detriment”, I mean “death”. I am speaking code, Max. Your code.

I am reminded of a scene from Woody Allen’s Annie Hall. “There’s an old joke – um… two elderly women are at a Catskill mountain resort, and one of ‘em says, ‘Boy, the food at this place is really terrible.’ The other one says, ‘Yeah, I know; and such small portions.’” [IT'S ME AGAIN, NOW FREESTYLE-PARAPHRASING]: “Well, that’s essentially how I feel about the cellphone driving law – full of holes, and flouters, and ignorance, and confusion… and it took forever to get here.” All I know is, I don’t want to feel the same way about health care reform legislation.

When the ban against hand-held cellphone use was passed here in Kaulifoorn-yah, I knew it would take effect on July 1. My fellow cyclists and I were happy that at least a watered-down law was finally going on the books here. Yes, the law was woefully inadequate as written, as everyone knows the real problem with cellphone use while driving is the mental distraction, not the physical juggling of the device itself. That’s what differentiates it from, say, grabbing a Big Gulp or an Egg McMuffin. The McMuffin doesn’t scream out: “Your BFF is on the line and she wants to talk about toenail colors! Pick me up! NOW!”, or some other seemingly irresistible enticement to morons.

July 1 approached. The only problem was that it was still 2007. The law was not to go into effect until a year later: July 1, 2008 (wah, wah). It is now 2009. I have seen so many infractions, so many flouting the law, so little change in public behavior that the new law may as well have been one prohibiting Hobbits from driving big rigs. This law does not apply to me seems to be a modus operandus of the driving-while-texting or chatting public.

* If people can’t see inside your vehicle, it presents a hazard to them (and you). Subtle negotiations in traffic requiring eye contact such as four-way stop signs, crosswalks with pedestrians, and… oh, ANYTHING IN A CAR… are impaired by heavily tinted windows. Of course, it also reduces your own ability to see safely outside your vehicle, especially at night. Heavy window tinting presents a special problem to law enforcement, for obvious reasons. If the sight of your ugly mug makes babies weep and old people faint, then perhaps a special variance should be granted to you and only you. A special license plate color would come along with the deal, of course. Whatever your least favorite color is, based on results of a scientifically-administered test of visual stimuli. It would be called the Sheriff Joe Arpaio law, after the controversial, headline-grabbing sheriff of Maricopa County, Arizona. What? That doesn’t sound right? Then go light on the tinting and grab a pair of Groucho glasses and a wig, elephant man, and suck it up. This is AMERICA, and that means that 95% of us are in the proletariat. No special treatment, unless you work for Goldman Sachs. You know the rules. After all, Groucho was a Marx.
** In 19 out of the 50 states, the seat belt law is considered a secondary offense, which means that a police officer cannot stop and ticket a driver for the sole offense of not wearing a seat belt.
*** Talking and texting on cellphones has been shown to be at least as dangerous as drunk driving. Some states are still not on board with this notion.
**** Some jurisdictions have in fact outlawed drinking anything and eating while driving.

We owe it to ourselves to have the courage of our convictions. No more concessions to powerful lobbies. When a law is passed, make it effective within 30 days. Lay the groundwork beforehand if necessary, alert the media. Grow a pair. Give it teeth. A pair of teeth. I’m dangerously mixing metaphors as usual, but you get the idea.

People long to do the right thing. 80% of drivers want some form of cell phone usage restriction. 80% want a ban on text messaging while driving. 67% are supportive of restricting phone calls while driving. We must follow-up on the enforcement end and take the muzzles off of the police. Go get ‘em. Revenues up, bad behavior down. Primary offense status, please. And a rabbit-sized gestation period, not an elephant’s.

The same goes for health care. Most people (a whopping 77% in at least one poll) and even doctors want at least a public option. We shouldn’t settle for some watered-down bill, full of half-measures toward reform. And 2013 is way too far out.

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Watch this PSA on the dangers of texting while driving, produced by the Tredegar Comprehensive School and Gwent Police (Gwent is located in southeast Wales, UK). It is graphic and effective. Click on the picture/link to open a new YouTube window.

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Party on Ventoux!

Saturday, July 25th, 2009

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paragraph-spacer3 ON THE SLOPES OF MONT VENTOUX, PROVENCE, FRANCE – My Man from B.L.O.G. (avatar/cybernaut) caught a quick ride up Mont Ventoux in the new Team Radio Shack team support car prototype (mentioned in the last post) with Johan Bruyneel behind the virtual wheel. Late at night and the party is on! 500,000 people are expected on the slopes of The Giant of Provence for the most difficult penultimate stage in Tour de France history. Later today, July 25, 2009.

I can see that some of my new friends from recent posts are here: Arlen Spector-Specter, Ahmadinejad, Vino, The Three Amigos, the Odd Little Man from the Picky Part, The Usual Suspects, Kim Jung-Il, Farrah Fawcett, and– oh! There’s the Psycho House from the Conan bumper pitch I did. And the Tour Devil is making his first appearance here, taunting me. There’s one more character from the recent past, hidden like Waldo. Can you find the character? Hint: it may not be a person.

No matter the outcome of today’s race, it will be a memorable one! Gale force winds on the slopes, according to Phil Liggett’s Twitter this morning.

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Lance’s New Team: It’s Official

Friday, July 24th, 2009

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paragraph-spacer3ANNECY, FRANCE – Well, my guesses were wildly off the mark. Lance Armstrong announced Thursday that his new team starting next year will be none other than electronics retailer, “What’s your phone number?” Radio Shack. The announcement probably came minutes after I posted the previous post, declaring my best guess for the new team as Amgen (Livestrong/Nike/Apple). Hey, I thought I had all my bases covered: radioshack-logos2I did some last-minute checking of Lance’s Twitter feed, searched the web, looked under rocks, but what can I say. That’s the secret announcement business. I whipped up the support car above (not quite big enough for a team car), using a French Citroen Picasso as my base. Of course, I hope they will go with the old (pre-’95) logo as shown on the car, instead of the deadly-dull current version. The old one has much more personality. I used the red for Radio Shack and the yellow-gold for Livestrong, although those colors are typically reserved for Spanish teams it seems. Expect the actual team cars, jerseys, etc. to use red, white, and blue and the current logo, dull or not.

Juliet Macur of the New York Times has excellent coverage of the happening, as usual. As Juliet points out, the team has set up a Twitter feed, Facebook page, and website. Lance moved up to third overall after Thursday’s time trial. Alberto Contador won the stage and of course retains the yellow jersey. Expect some breakaways on Friday, but probably no significant changes in the overall rankings until Saturday’s Ventoux stage (that’s the one from my previous post where my avatar/cybernaut Man from B.L.O.G. is dressed in full moon gear because of the moon-like landscape there). I have to go now to crush a certain Amgen support vehicle mockup, unless I can hook up with a towing-auto parts dismantling-indifferent police detective conspiracy ring and turn a tidy profit.

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Fiasco

Friday, June 12th, 2009

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paragraph-spacer3DETROIT – The New York Times reported Wednesday that the Fiat-Chrysler alliance has been completed, thus ending Chrysler’s 42-day trip through bankruptcy courts. We here at B.L.O.G. wish only the best both for the new company, plus the thousands of employees affected by the hundreds of dealers forced to close their doors as part of the deal. We just can’t help having a little fun at the new company’s expense.

fiascho-originalsThe originals used in making this toy-like monstrosity are a base ‘57 Fiat 500 with ‘58 Chrysler 300 front and rear ends. If you’d like to see some more Chrysler-Fiat 300-500-main-title1sillyness, please check out my late night talk show game (which masquerades as a creative introduction of Artie Lange if he were a guest on the faux show). The post and the game are called “The Which Is Which? Game”, 300 vs. 500. Here are a couple of teaser frames:

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Credits: The ‘58 Chrysler 300 front end and tail fins are from an old Chrysler promotional photo and I got it at milkmandan.com. The base ‘57 Fiat 500 was lifted straight from netcarshow.com. They have some wonderful wallpapers and I encourage you to visit them. The FIASCO logo is based on the modern FIAT logo. Credits for the “Which is Which?” graphics can be found at that post.

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The Monrovia Connection

Monday, June 1st, 2009

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paragraph-spacer3MONROVIA, CA – Well, we here at B.L.O.G. are taking a little break from the shameless promotion business. By we, I mean of course the royal we, and we’ve been quite busy of late. It was a swing and a miss at trying to get on board The Tonight Show with Conan O’Brien, at least for now. An insider tip had me smelling blood, and I tried to go in for the kill with the electronic equivalent of standing on the corner with a twirling arrow and a bikini girl. Perhaps I should have tried the real equivalent. Anyway, besides the Rated “O” for Obsequious posts right here on B.L.O.G., there were emails to contacts at the peacock, the show itself, the union (more on that possibly later), Twitter-stalking, and every trick up my sleeve – but all proved fruitless thus far. I tried, but we failed. Thanks to all four of YOU, my loyal audience. Moving on, at least for now.

While I was away on my Please Hire Me Conan tour, I did get some information from my buddy, Todd, regarding The Tercel Thief incident. It’s a bit of a good news/bad news tale. His car was found, but was essentially being held hostage by the towing company. For those of you in the dark about the original incident, you can read the color photo-illustrated, made-for-B.L.O.G. version here. In a nutshell, Todd’s ‘86 Toyota Tercel was stolen from his nice LA neighborhood in the middle of the night.

man-from-blog-smrefYou might recall that at the time, I was able to send my Man from B.L.O.G. avatar/cybernaut back through the space-time continuum (with the help of Raytheon and Google Maps Street View) to see what I could see. What I saw turned out to be a bit of a red herring.

It was not, as I/we thought at the time: someone looking to replace, say, their driver’s side door with a working version. No, it looks like something more sinister. As a matter of fact, let’s go there now, to the scene of the discovery, to 3333 Peck Rd., Monrovia, California.

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And… ZOOP! Okay. There’s Todd’s car – and good! It hasn’t been towed yet. The place is kind of drab, don’t you think? The whole area looks vaguely familiar. It really makes me think of some, some, so… I’m sensing a slightbendinthefabricoftime… Someone or someTHING is trying to tell me something. Wait!

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Holy Sh*t! I knew I’d seen this place before. Better get the hell out of here – NOW!

Man! That was close! Okay, I’m back on Peck Rd., Monrovia, but Todd’s car is GONE. Who is that walking over? Is it a Beastie Boy?

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No, it’s a local P.D. detective! What’s that, detective? Your friend’s car was towed. Yes, I know, but to where? 812 N. Azusa Ave. The towing yard, I see. Okay, well I guess I– he’s already walking away. Hmm. Let’s see. Stolen from Hancock Park, driven to Monrovia, parked in front of an auto dismantling operation. There’s got to be a clue in there somewhere. Now I’m learning, through my microwave relay to the present, that the towing company is wanting an exorbitant amount of money to get the car back. That just seems wr– HOLD IT! There’s an odd little man lurking and pointing at me!

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He’s walking over. Funny little guy. He says his name is Gary, and he has “digs”. No, he corrects himself, he meant to say “dibs”.

On what? On the car. How can you have dibs on the car? The driver’s m’buddy! I run this junk yard. Do you like ham? Yes, but let’s get back to the car. They’re here all the time. What do you mean? What are ‘here all the time’? They just show up’s all. Police come by, write stuff down. I always get dibs!

What a strange little man. And an even stranger tale he unwittingly helps to weave. Let’s review:

  1. Car is stolen.
  2. Car is driven 60 miles to an auto dismantling yard in the middle of the night and parked.
  3. A week later, someone calls in to report the abandoned vehicle.
  4. Police take a report, call in towing company under contract to the municipality.
  5. Police notify victim that their car has been located. Stage-chuckles politely at victim’s requisite “they got us working in shifts” Big Lebowski reference. Gives victim phone number to towing company anyway.
  6. Towing company initially plays role of understanding and caring uncle to the victim.
  7. Towing company quickly changes tone to bill collector and demands hundreds of dollars in towing and storage fees. Sends angry letter with invoice to victim.
  8. Victim notices the dibs to “Junkyard” Gary indicated right on the invoice.
  9. Mexican standoff ensues. Either way, victim loses. Gary and the towing company win. But does anyone else?

Wow. If this wasn’t a crime synopsis I would swear it looks like an outline for a super business plan. Perhaps I’ll have more information next time. Stay tuned! And watch The Tonight Show with Conan O’Brien, premiering tonight, June 1 (rated “O”, I know, but I really will be watching).

UPDATE 6/3: This is a true (and outrageous) story. I have used a heaping portion of creative license to help outline it in an entertaining way. Credits: The Falafel’s Drive In sign is courtesy IvyMike on flickr. The background, undoctored image is in fact from Google Maps Street View. The cop was swiped directly from the great Climate Change Social Change blog, which I heartily endorse and encourage you to visit.

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The Tercel Thief

Friday, May 1st, 2009

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paragraph-spacer3LOS ANGELES – I read the item on my Facebook page yesterday morning, and my heart sank:

Um, yeah, so if anyone sees my car out there without me behind the wheel, please let me know. Much to my surprise my whip was stolen last night.

My good friend, Todd Munson, had lost his “whip”. His ‘86 Tercel was gone.

tercel-cop-croppedTodd and his better half live in a nice little enclave of LA not far from my own Hair District residence. The keyword, though, is LA. Big city, USA. After filling out the police report, he can follow up with questions about any, you know, leads. “Leads, yeah, sure. I’ll just check with the boys down at the crime lab, they’ve got four more detectives working on the case. They got us working in shifts!”

tercel-man-from-blog-smI thought this would be a good project for my Man from B.L.O.G. He agreed to enlist his staff at the applied technologies division of B.L.O.G. Seems they’ve been working with the Intelligence and Information Systems division of Raytheon, and along with Google Maps Street View, have created some really innovative night vision time displacement technologies.

We start out by locating the original car in the Street View window. Ah, there it is. ‘86 Toyota Tercel. Roof-mount bike rack. Check. Duct tape bumper/fender integration. Check. Good.

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Next, we insert my avatar/cybernaut into the program, using the same plug-in used in my first Hyuntley post. Scroll backwards through the space-time continuum, bending the fabric just-so. We’re getting into pre-dawn darkness now. Better invoke the Raytheon. What’s that? He sees something already? Aha! This is what we were looking for.

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Just as Todd thought. It’s a similar model Tercel, probably trolling for a parts car. Who is that getting out of the suspect vehicle? He looks familiar. The next frame is just a lonely, empty space, except for a couple of New Zealanders who appear to be riding around the block on a tandem bicycle. I think they may be part of The Slow Bike Movement. Or perhaps they just decided to go for a bike ride.

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We will indeed be checking in with the boys down at the crime lab from time to time. Just remember: sometimes you eat the bar, and sometimes, well, he eats you.

[MAY 12, 2009 UPDATE: Todd has launched his new online home, Unicorn Battleground, and has hit the ground running with his treatment of this incident. Give it a read, won't you? As a further incentive, Todd wrote a hilarious open letter to the thief on Craigslist. See his page for the link.]

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Drive a Datsun, Plant a Tree

Tuesday, April 21st, 2009

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paragraph-spacer3LOS ANGELES – In the 70s, my dad worked for Nissan Motor Corporation in the U.S.A., also known at the time in the US and certain other parts of the world as Datsun. Dad used to bring home tons of advertising materials from the main office which he would then distribute to his group of dealers. Of course, some of the more interesting items “fell off the truck” and right into my bedroom. I would say more but the Datsun Keisatsukan may still be on active duty. Racing posters and jackets, model cars, and assorted other promotional items moved like shiny objects into my crow’s nest.

I stumbled across the bumper sticker (otherwise unretouched) in the illustration above while going through some boxes recently. In honor of Earth Day, which is tomorrow, I thought I would use the magic of Google to refresh my memory and fill in some parts of the story behind the I planted a tree bumper sticker and its parent Drive a Datsun, Plant a Tree campaign. It is from either 1973 or ‘74.

The I planted a tree bumper sticker, it turns out, was merely a collateral piece meant to reinforce a somewhat groundbreaking television ad starring famed photographer Ansel Adams

I found these tidbits through Google Book Search. Excerpts from Ansel Adams, by Mary Street Alinder (if you are an Ansel Adams fan, I heartily recommend that you consider buying and reading this book in its entirety):

“…Datsun (now Nissan) automobile company signed Ansel to star in a television commercial; as an enticement to consumers, Datsun promised to plant one tree for every test drive taken. This was the first real evidence of a cult of personality surrounding Ansel…”

“Chatting on the nation’s television screens about the need to reseed our imperiled national forests with trees, even if in a car advertisement, did not strike Ansel as something to be ashamed of. He believed that his participation in the commercial did as much for the U.S. Forest Service as it did for Datsun. Ansel was told that 160,000 seedlings were planted thanks to this ad campaign.”

Ms. Alinder goes on to say how Ansel was “hurt and puzzled by the chorus of criticism”. Perhaps chief among the critics was another photographer of note, Imogen Cunningham, who “felt it was just one more instance of Ansel’s selling out.”

Ansel was apparently so stung by the criticism that “he swore he would never again permit himself or his work to be used to promote a commercial product.”

I vaguely remember how big a deal it was to have Ansel Adams in a commercial for Datsun, but I had no idea until now how controversial it was. After all, I was 11 or 12 years old. I do recall that in addition to having a tree planted, test drivers themselves were offered seedlings in addition to the bumper stickers to take home. I know this because the seedlings (I think they were Douglas Fir) were delivered by the pallet load to our house and dad saw that each of his dealers got their share. We planted one in our side yard in Virginia but I think it probably fell victim to my agro lawn mowing techniques.

I just went on a nostalgia trip into Google maps, but there is no Google Street View of my old neighborhood. plant-a-tree-close-flat-smThe satellite shot looks like it was taken on the coldest and most bleak (but clear) day ever. It was late morning, the lawns are all brown and there are no leaves on the trees. It’s not even worth showing here, let alone diverting The Man from B.L.O.G. to the location. He was, however, able to drop by the shoot for this post. Here’s an outtake. He’s obviously smitten with the young model from 1973. They make a cute couple, eh?

[Speaking of the bespectacled one, my Man From B.L.O.G. avatar-cybernaut is nearly in position to do a live blog from a surprise location, tomorrow, Earth Day. I can't give out any details now, but I can tell you that we are having technical issues and some time zone confusion with him – he's always on Zurich time.]

Illustration credits: the attempted Ansel Adams-style treatment in the illustration is on one of my own photos, taken at the Mt. Whitney portal in the Sierra Nevada range, California. The bumper sticker is a scan of my own. The classic woman with her (not US market) Datsun is from http://www.motoweb.pl/tapety/pictures/, where you can find other great Datsun wallpapers. The Man from B.L.O.G. is from my first post.

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Hyuntley T-shirt Idea

Wednesday, April 15th, 2009

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paragraph-spacer3LOS ANGELES – Ladies and gentlemen, may I present the Hyuntley t-shirt prototype for your approval. HYUNTLEY corporate logo (unofficial as far as I know), with “Korean Elegance Meets British Reliability” tagline. Distressed look, with my own FrankXray – FX branding icon, placed inconspicuously on the shirt somewhere, hopefully at the bottom. Should I go forward with it? Let me know what you think. For the background story, see my earlier post.

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May I Present: The Hyuntley?

Monday, April 13th, 2009

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paragraph-spacer3LOS ANGELES – Nearly four years ago, I came across a most unusual car while walking to work. I spotted the Bentley Continental GT from a block away. Even in car-obsessed LA it was hard not to. The model was brand new to the US at the time, and for some reason this particular model was on my radar. As I got closer, though, I thought my eyes were playing tricks on me. Was that a Hyundai logo on the rear deck? What the? And look at the license plate frame! HYUNDAI OF BEL AIR – SUNSET BL @ STONE CANYON RD. I looked around for the cameras which I was sure were watching me. Come on out, Ashton. Keep in mind that the current list price for the Conti’ GT is $179,200. Probably a little less back then, but not much. That’s like ten Detroit houses. And it had HYUNDAI insignia! Further inspection revealed the H for Hyundai logos on the wheel centers. Wow, this jokester had gone all out. Up front, there was another H logo atop the grill, and another license plate frame. A BENTDAI? HYUNTLEY?

Unfortunately, I didn’t have a camera with me. I knew that my friend and co-worker, Darin (who was a car designer before turning to television graphics), would be very interested in this car. I rushed up to my office, found Darin, and said, “You have to follow me. Now.” He knew something peculiar was up (from the giggly schoolgirl tone of my voice) and followed me obediently. “You are not going to believe this.” When we got back downstairs, the car was gone. It had been parked in front of the S.A.G. building, in the Miracle Mile district.

I did a Google search at the time, but found nothing. Then, just the other day, something came up that reminded me of this car. I tried Google again, and viola! There it was! Sightings all over town, from Redondo to Hollywood. The automotive technorati are all twittery. The story came to a head in the summer of 2007, but I thought that with the recent economic situation, talks of synergistic partnerships, etc., it might be a good time to revisit it. hyunley-map-smHyundai partners with Bentley. Hmm. I even sent my Man From B.L.O.G. avatar, as my cybernaut, into Google maps to see what I could see. As you can see from this Google maps (street view) screenshot, no such dealership exists at the corner of Sunset and Stone Canyon Rd. It’s strictly mansion-ville, man. Oh well. Maybe I’ll grab a cyber taco from the Roach Coach for my trip back to reality. Damn you, jokester! I’ll find you yet.

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