Sunday, 12 March 2006
|0850 - Another note on the H3|
I was never really comfortable driving the thing. It handled well enough, with adequate power (though not as sprightly as I've become used to: the same horsepower on a 4700 pound curb weight, 1000 pounds more than my RX300!), but I just never settled into it.
I finally figured out why. The problem is simple: those tiny windows (they're only a foot or so tall) made it impossible to see out the passenger side, and difficult to see out anything else. I maintain a mental map of what's around me as I drive, and that was difficult at best.
The H3 is basically a dressed-up Chevrolet TrailBlazer, and I was surprised to discover it's not a lot more money (the Luxury package version I had as a rental has an MSRP of just under $33K). Even so, I doubt I'll be getting one: even though pissing off enviro-wackos is a desirable feature, I buy a vehicle to satisfy myself first and foremost, and this one does not.
(I'd have included a link to the H3 page, but the entire Hummer site is one big Flash page. Why?!)
current mood: tired
Dear Jay Maynard,
I apologize in advance for the simplicity and ineloquence of my words. I have pondered for many months how best to send you this message, but my reverence of you will undoubtedly clutter my use of diction. You see, Jay Maynard, you are my hero, and by far the coolest person on the internet. I visit your site every day so as to better understand mankind and the universe that baffles him. I would graciously request that you impart on me some small fraction of your boundless wisdom so that I might one day strive to be as cool as you.
Often I regail my friends, family, co-workers, classmates, and random acquaintances with my interpretations of the greatest movie of all time: Tron. Generally, they seem disinterested. I assume it is of course because their lower brain functions prevent them from fully appreciating the greatness of Tron. Naturally, I pity them for this. Once in a blue moon, however, I encounter an individual as enlightened as myself. I refer them to you, our leader, in the hopes that we may one day gather and be empowered by your divinely cool presence. To me you are like the father I never had, the mother I never wanted, and the brother I never got the chance to set things right with before he went off to 'Nam.
I hope it does not take up too much of your time to oblige my request, and I await your response.
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You are my God. I wish to be like you when I grow up (I'm 15). I've already told my parents: "Mom, dad, I'm not going to college. I'm going to dress up like the Tron guy for a living". They thought I was joking but I wasn't. I've never seen the movie Tron, but the moment I saw your pictures I knew it was the most perfect thing in the universe... YOU are the most perfect thing in the universe Jay.
The point of this message is inviting you to a coference some of us are having here in Minnesota on the 6th of July, and maybe even hang with us and get to know m us more intimately. We will all be dressed in our own home made Tron suits, so it should be a pretty exciting and stimulating encounter.
Please contact me at firstname.lastname@example.org if you're interested.
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I'm not going to be in Minnesota on the 6th; I'll either be in Yellowstone National Park visiting my parents, or else driving to a parliamentary conference in Mantoba, that day. Sorry....
That's all right, we can move the conference to any place you want. Actually, the group is just me and a couple of friends, so we can go anywhere and do ANYTHING!
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