A late '90s model Hyundai Excel. Yes, in and of itself, nothing so remarkable. However, this particular late '90s Excel was unique.
It bore the license plate of the state of Hawaii, which I hadn't recalled ever seeing before. I took note of how gay and festive it was, what with the cute little rainbow and all.
It did actually take a moment to dawn on me why I hadn't recalled ever seeing a Hawaii license plate before. Hawaii is in the middle of the Pacific Ocean. There are no roads connecting Hawaii to Washington D.C. There are no roads connecting Hawaii to....well, anywhere.
And yet, this particular Hawaii license plate managed to get itself far, far away from the Pacific Ocean, to end up in front of my car, stuck in traffic on 14th NW.
That means that, at some point, someone, somehow, for some reason, thought it important to load this car onto an ocean-crossing vessel and dispatch it across the seas to the mainland.
THIS car. Let me repeat, because it bears repeating -- a late 90s model Hyundai Excel.
To paraphase Lewis Black, don't, I repeat, don't think about that for more than two minutes, or blood will shoot out your nose.
Perhaps your next vision might be a Geely with plates from Bangladesh.....
Posted by: Jon Corzine | January 12, 2006 at 03:23 PM
I'm guessing military, because then the owner wouldn't be paying for shipping.
Posted by: Robert Haas | January 13, 2006 at 08:02 PM
If Hawai'i doesn't connect to any other state, why does it have interstate highways, smart guy? Huh? Huh? Thought so.
- Josh
Posted by: Wild Pegasus | January 14, 2006 at 05:54 PM
Because any place known for roast pig is sure to expert in bringing home the pork.
And Rob, I believe you're on to something, as it was heading in the direction of the Pentagon.
Posted by: R.J. Lehmann | January 14, 2006 at 10:53 PM