does steve martin want to buy mike's car? {or help me sell my car to sean?}

well damn. as i figured, none of you have come forth with any help regarding sean's purchase of my car. {though my train still chugs along diligently} so i throw out another morsel: mike said the other night as we giggled about my desire to sell my car to sean penn, that he can really see steve martin behind the wheel of his honda. now i can't remember the stats for certain without contacting mike, but i believe it is a 4 door 2002 accord, with 58,000 miles. i seem to recall bluebook being in the ballpark of 10 or 11 grand.

nothing fancy really, but personally, i still enjoy the "manual roll down windows." they somehow make me feel like i should be driving to the dump with my dad at the age of thirteen, looking for porn amidst the sour trash heap, and stopping for a slurpee on the way home. i could never decide between cola or cherry. now they have too many goddamn flavors, a microcosm of america itself. bloated and bright and big. a a dustball of forgotten truth. we would listen to the giants game on the radio, as i silently rooted for anything dusty baker did. how can a thirteen year old boy keep from loving a man named dusty baker? i miss that time with my father so deeply as i'm sure he does as well. {though he may not know i was secretly scouring the dump for smut, but then again fathers seem to know so much more than we think.} and now we live three hours apart and those sundays afternoons have been reduced to the occassional visit, wrought with the time constraints of 'adult life' whatever the fuck that is. adult life. cars and bars and movie stars. i saw a bumper sticker yesterday that read simply, "send bush to mars." i giggled about that. perhaps i shouldn't as it certainly isn't very loving or forgiving of him, but still i think it's funny.

perhaps we should elect steve martin president. he and sean could ride around in their new cars, flying the flags of justice. it may sound funny, but considering the current governor of california, perhaps they'd have a shot.

anyway, if any of you know steve and could let him know about mike's car, we'd greatly appreciate it. while you're at it of course, perhaps you could ask steve to let sean know about my car. or hell, we could really mix it up, and have steve sell my car to sean. the possibilities are endless, and i haven't even begun to tell you my ideas about asking sean to buy me a goat to tow behind my bike past him and some friends having dinner outside somewhere in marin. long story. and alas, dinner awaits.

Posted by jeff pitcher at April 20, 2004 07:51 PM

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