Random Thoughts Driving Home On Friday Afternoon

The only way to listen to The Beach Boys is with the top down.

The Toyota Corolla is the Ford Falcon of the 21st Century.

Based on my research at the South Florida International Auto Show, station wagons are making a comeback. They just don't call them that; they are now "crossover vehicles." Well, if the vehicle has four doors, a tailgate, a roof rack, and is less than six feet tall, it's a station wagon.

Spinner wheels are automotive equivalent of pink flamingoes in the front yard.

Definition of irony: using the NRA stickers in the back windows of pick-up trucks for .22 target practice.

Putting a spoiler on a Honda Civic is the equivalent of stuffing a sock in your pants. And the only reason I can think of why VW offers one on the New Beetle is so you have a place to hang your towel at the beach or push the car when it won't start.

Don't get me started on teenage boys who put coffee-can mufflers on their little parti-colored Bitsosushis and try to drag race on Coral Way. Talk about issues....

And if you were the guy who was driving up I-95 in a black Hummer H2 with W04 and NRA stickers, smoking a big cigar, and talking on a cell-phone, I hope you're on your way to your therapy session. (Thanks, Tabitha.)