Posts Tagged ‘Prius’

On Gerbils and Hybrid Cars

Friday, December 5th, 2008

If you haven’t been reading the comments around here, you’re missing out. There are two threads that have been especially entertaining:

The “Napping” thread began as a discussion of the San Francisco Zoo, but quickly degraded into rants about how little I know of gerbils. Some highlights:

imani Says:
how big id thw gerbil it is for the prject for school i need to know asap

Gary Says:
imani,

It’s approximately a sphere with a 4 foot radius. It weighs about 1/2 ton and eats nothing but nutritional yeast and the droppings of other animals. Unfortunately, its fur has fiber-optic qualities, which are valuable to high speed internet providers. They’re harvesting the poor gerbils and killing them by the thousands. We all must work together to stop the slaughter of these gentle creatures.

Good luck with your school project,
Gary

comfycouchman Says:
haha, i wonder how imani’s gerbil project went.

bobby Says:
um…… Thats a kapibara……..you know worlds largest rodent. anakonda food. and how do you know its annoyed anyway?

capibera lover Says:
bobby is right it is a capibera, gary, get bent, ur webiste is shit

someone from england Says:
that isnt a gerbil its what the australian people call a wombat.
gerbils dont grow that big only to the size of your palm.

wombats are part of the vombatidae family and gerbils are part Muridae family

Gary Says:
No, “someone from england”. You’re wrong. It is the world’s largest gerbil.

someone from england Says:
ok then gary
but us normal people no that its a capibera.
and anyways im studying animals so your the one thats wrong

And it goes on like this for some time. I’m warned of potentially angering the “hundreds of pro breeders of gerbils” while being raked through coals for my insistence upon the gerbil’s gerbulence. If you look carefully, you’ll find a spatula.

The “Prius” thread reads similarly, but I’m not the only target of the aggression. It’s currently about twice as long as “Napping”, so skip to the loo before settling down with some popcorn.

Having acknowledged that I’m not the sole provider of original content on this blog, I’d like to thank all the internet weirdoes that glut my database.

I’m Gay for GayGeekStore

Thursday, October 9th, 2008

You long time readers may have noticed that I have a new sponsor, The Gay Geek Store. Do check them out. They’ve just launched a new line of bumper stickers that you can use to show your support for generally-liberal topics. If you’re self-satisfied, smug, or generally “gay for” things, you can now tell the world by slapping these all over your gay Prius.

You’re sure to get a laugh and possibly a rear-ending.

If you’re not that gay, you can go more conservative.

While you’re at the website, don’t forget to check out the poll and quiz. It’s free and you don’t even have to be gay to play. If you don’t play, you’re a bag into which one puts doosh.

No Fat Chicks

Thursday, August 21st, 2008

I was flying down El Camino the other day, thinking about how I feel about Prius Drivers, when this monstrosity sidled up next to me.

ZapCar

I was preoccupied with the Prius directly in front of me (they’re known to move erratically due to their drivers’ poor mental health), so I didn’t immediately give the green blob the attention it deserved. Shortly, however, the Prius braked hard, swung around 180º to face me, and swerved backwards down El Camino for about 100 feet before flipping on its back in the center divide where it burst into flames. As I passed it, I heard the passenger scream, “I TOLD YOU THE ARROWS WOULDN’T GO BACKWARDS IF YOU DID THA—OH MY GOD YOU’RE ON FIRE!” My attention released, I turned it to the mysterious green car that hovered in my periphery.

Now, I’d like to take a quick break. We all know I’m going to say horrible, terrible things about how ugly and stupid this “car” is while insisting upon referring to the “car” with quotes like that. Don’t worry, we’ll get there. But first, I’d like you to look at ZapWorld’s web site:

ZapCar Website

It looks like these people might make and sell electric vehicles, but because their website was raped by a 1999 Yahoo portal concept, it’s hard to tell—they might just buy the vehicles from more innovative companies in third world countries and resell them in the US. This fugly-induced ambiguity is relevant, because it’s reflected in the company’s vehicle design as well. Let’s go back to that.

To clarify yet again, I object to Prius drivers, not the Prius itself. Although it’s not quite my aesthetic, I think the Prius is a decent vehicle. I cannot say the same for the green Xebra Electric Sedan from ZapWorld (or “ZapCar” or “ZAP!”…they’re not very consistent on their site). This thing looks like a Yugo H-1600, a BMW Isetta, and a Piaggio MP3 got together and did something obscene in a poorly-lit parking lot.

ZapCar

It certainly is a disaster of function without form. It’s so ugly, it seems to defy gravity. Obviously, it must be stable, right? They must have tested it, but the industrial design does not convince me that if all four passengers leaned the same way to fart, it wouldn’t tip over. I suppose that doesn’t really matter though. With a top speed of 40 miles per hour and a range of 25 miles per charge, you wouldn’t likely be hurt nor would you have far to walk should synchronized flatulence spoil your trip.

In other news, Prius drivers continue to marry.

I Hate Prius Drivers

I don’t think that should be legal, as it implies they’ll procreate. Public Service Announcement: Prius drivers, if you have children, remember that they must be properly nourished. Though a strict diet of Kale and Tibetan yak dung might work for you, your children need more lipids and proteins in their diet to keep them from growing up and buying zapcars when they’re unable to afford Priuses because you’ve wiped out your inheritance saving the Tibetan yak.

Vegetarian Ham (Chicken Taste)

Tuesday, September 4th, 2007

Strange Asian food is too easy to make fun of—especially with poorly-translated packaging claims like, “most peanut enjoyment” and “such easy whiffle spatula corn pone horehound*“. However, judging by its appearance, I have no doubt that “Vegetarian Ham (Chicken Taste)” is exactly what it claims to be. As such, it deserves ridicule.

I refuse to buy it and do the math, but I think this is chicken-flavored, ham-textured vegetable log. I just don’t understand why it is chicken-flavored, ham-textured vegetable log. Who would eat this? Well—besides those wacky Asians, of course. Let’s go in close to check out that porkulent texture:

Huh. It kinda looks like a boiled skull. I found Vegetarian Ham (Chicken Taste) at the Marina Market Marina Market in San Mateo. There were a lot of Priuses there, which implies that there were a lot of Prius drivers there. I think Prius drivers must buy Vegetarian Ham (Chicken Taste). In fact, I’m sure of it. Vegetarian Ham (Chicken Taste) is vegetarian, but hypocritical—just like Prius Drivers. It’s pale, flaccid, and spongy—just like Prius Drivers. But mostly, it sucks—JUST LIKE PRIUS DRIVERS.

Whoo sorry. Off my meds. [*pops an Alka-Seltzer*] Actually, a Prius driver almost ran me over today and didn’t even notice. The hypocritical, pale guy was on a cell phone and flaccidly waved a spongy hand at me when I started squawking at him. He sucked. So, I’m a little mad. I’m sorry my cultural infotainment resulted in an atavism of Prius Driver Hate. Let’s enjoy some uncomfortable silence.

*K. Made that one up.

I Hate Prius Drivers

Friday, August 18th, 2006

I hate Prius drivers. I hate them for two reasons:

  1. Prius drivers are bad drivers. They seem to fall into two categories:
    1. The malnourished vegans whose underdeveloped myelin sheaths aren’t keeping the signals in the proper axons. These free thinkers drive against convention down one-way streets. Their goldfish memory keeps them constantly surprised by pedestrian obstacles.
    2. The technologically-fascinated compulsives who obsessively drive 40MPH in the carpool lane to achieve a best score on that nifty “high MPG” game installed in the dash. With cell phones glued to their heads, they re-up by regenerative braking a half-mile before a green light because they know it will be red by the time they get there.
  2. Prius drivers are smug. They’re not BMW smug though. I can tolerate BMW smug. BMW drivers have that “I have so much money that my penis must be larger than yours” smugness. That’s actually cute. Prius drivers, on the other hand, have that “I saved the world today by buying a hybrid and you didn’t so you’re going to have to tolerate the fact that I’m a bad driver and you go sit in the corner while I molest little children” smugness (remember…the myelin thing). It’s unwarranted and creepy.

It is unfortunate that I hate Prius drivers for, as I’ve mentioned, I live in Palo Alto: Prius Capital of the World. Our homeless drive Priuses. Our homeless’ homeless dogs drive Priuses. You’d think we were Toyota’s Verplanck, New York.

I’ve decided to derive as much entertainment from the Prius Drivers Suck phenomenon as possible. Therefore, I vow to blog every damaged Prius I can find. Let’s start with this one:

The filename reveals that I have high hopes for this topic.

Almost the archetype, the only problem with this specimen is that the damage is limited to the rear. This may instill some doubt as to whether the Prius driver was at fault. Let me assure you that, without a doubt, this was incurred when the driver backed up in the carpool lane on highway 101 to see whether the MPG score could go negative.

Please note the prominent placement of the No Dubya sticker. Not that I’m a Bush fan, but it takes a Prius driver to really piss you off with a bumper sticker. “Nuke a gay whale for Christ” is less offensive. It’s not the sticker itself…it’s the fact that this driver, who you know has no real political insight, proudly displays an emblem of meaning meaninglessly. It’s like if a bubbly blonde trophy wife were to wear an Odyssey of the Mind T-shirt because she heard it was cool. Oh wait…no…that would be funny.

I know. I’m being arrogant. We all have our vices. Mine are arrogance and explosively crapping myself in public. That’s still better than driving a Prius.