Every so often I have an idea for something I'd like to write. If I write, though, it comes across sounding snotty or whiny; often it's not at all worth reading. I'm sure it's not the ideas at fault, though. I'm positive Dave Barry could turn some of these ideas into very humorous columns. He can write in such a way that his readers recognize themselves and laugh. I think that's amazing, a true gift. Alas, I have no such skill. So these ideas rattle around in my head, clamoring to be set into words, and I say to them, "go find someone else." But they DON'T find someone else. Grr.
Today's idea is brought to me by a friend who won't drive a minivan. To her, a minivan says "parent". Well, she's the mother of two, but I guess she doesn't want to advertise that, so she drives an SUV instead of a minivan. I wish there were a humorous, instead of insulting, way to point out that if a minivan says "parent", an SUV says "my children are being driven around in a teenage nanny's rusted-out Honda Accord." Alas, I have no such skill.
Today's idea is brought to me by a friend who won't drive a minivan. To her, a minivan says "parent". Well, she's the mother of two, but I guess she doesn't want to advertise that, so she drives an SUV instead of a minivan. I wish there were a humorous, instead of insulting, way to point out that if a minivan says "parent", an SUV says "my children are being driven around in a teenage nanny's rusted-out Honda Accord." Alas, I have no such skill.