good fit
last night we went straight after work to the la convention center (it is down the street from my office, after all) for the auto show. (cam was working from home as is usually the case on fridays, so he packed up our son and off they went to pick me up.)
i was kind of meh about the whole thing. cam really, really, really wanted to see the bugatti, which he did (from several different angles). in the concourse hall, where all the primopricey cars live, the exhibits were slightly different from in the other halls. these cars you couldn't touch, sit in or even breathe on. the bugatti was fenced off in this sort of tank-like black thing. men with accents were ogling that car, imploring their friends to take pictures of them at just the right angle as to appear that the bugatti was mere inches from them instead of several feet away. cam also wanted to see the lotus, and was sure to tell paul that he was expected to purchase one for his old man when he could afford it.
like i said, i was kind of meh -- until i saw my dear, dear honda fit. i had totally forgotten about it. what a cutie that car is. sure, it's underpowered, but it's only $13k. i sat in the driver seat and was content.
overheard: it's like a matrix, but conventional.
bite me, i say.
paul had fun, driving various cars and attempting to flee from our overprotective hands. i'm not sure what he liked best (well, aside from the fact that he kept saying "jeep. jeep!"), but i must point out that he did take his own turn sitting behind the wheel of the fit.