I was driving behind a mid 80s tuna boat-style car today. I thought the driver was a man in his mid 30s, but when I came along side, he was in the back seat, directly behind the driver, a tiny blue-haired woman in her 80’s.
My thought at the time was, “huh, that’s the biggest eight year old I’ve ever seen!”
Why do you think they rode this way?
You saw them today? It’s only 4:30am here in Seattle, I’m still watching the Fresh Prince of Bel Air on Nick at Nite!
Just asking, because that really adds to the surreality of it all… 
I think that the guy in the back seat was blind and that there was an even smaller person in the front passenger seat.
OK, yesterday. Sometimes I don’t sleep very well. :rolleyes: And as Janis Joplin once said, “Its all the same fucking day.”
I was on 130th on my to to the KFC at 132nd and Aurora, for dinner. I would have rather gone to the Outback across Aurora from K Marché, but… maybe next time.
Hey, did you ever find out what the seagull band was playing?
laina_f Naw, I dated a blind man once, this guy didn’t rock. There could have been a teeny tiny person in the front seat, but that would ruin my "safety “theory. (Grandma still makes him ride directly behind her even though he’s 38, and 6’3”, just to keep him safe.)
Well, if you want a really prosaic explanation, it’s that there was someone else sitting in the front seat in the car earlier who they dropped off.
Little old lady: “You want to come up front?”
Mid-30s guy" “Naw, I’m good.”
Maybe Granny is a rogue cab driver.
Ahh, I do understand - all my days meld together into pretty much the same day, as well, being an insomniac. For some reason this morning it occurred to me that today had only just begun, and that made me think of little old ladies driving 30 year old men around in tuna boat style cars at 4am… trippy.
And sadly, no, I never did hear the interesting seagull symphony again. I keep my camera within reach, now, too, which is probably why I never hear it. It must have been some kind of bizarre prank on one of the neighbours. The only thing I can even begin to compare it to (now, when the memory is getting distant and fuzzy) is a large truck hauling fishmeal that atrracted many gulls, and the truck kept backing up and pulling forward, and was maybe playing some kind of eclectic classical alternative radio at the time. Oh yes, and invisible, too, because the noise was loud outside my kitchen window, but faded everywhere else. One of these days, I will figure it out. We’ve got some new upstairs neighbours since, and though they are loud, they make no seagull noises.
As for the your old lady and large man… I can’t help but think of Principal Skinner from the Simpsons:
“Seymour! Let me drive!”
“Yes, Mother.”
“Seymour! You’re not man enough to ride up front!”
“No, Mother.”
Or, there could have been something wrong with the passenger seat. Maybe someone spilled a cup of coffee on it, and it was soaking wet.
Then she really should have had him in a car seat. Some parents are so irresponsible :mad: .
My thought as well. Of course, he could have been in a booster seat, I wouldn’t have seen that. Maybe he was only 5’6"…
Actually, him being 6’3" (or some size significantly larger than great-grandma at any rate) might have a lot to do with it.
“Can you scoot the seat back?”
“Not if you think it would be a good idea if I could reach the brake pedal”
“Hmm, yeah…OK, I’m going to sit in back, it’s either that or hang my legs out the window”