My Spider project has stalled, as has my life in many ways.
On Bring a Trailer there's a poster who posts an anthology of stories from his life. Last Sunday he wrote about meeting the man who sold him his MGB years before. The man had fallen on hard times, and the writer let him drive the MG to help him remember sunnier days. Here's the link:
Anyway, somehow that inspired me to write a poem, or maybe it's a song. Inspired by Richard Thompson's song MGB-GT.
Gonna Fix Her Up Someday
Got an Alfa Spider, a '73
It's become a metaphor for me
Four flat tires and faded paint
Reminds me of what I ain't.
Gonna fix her up someday
Myself too, that's what I say.
Years ago when I was young
An Alfa Spider was my fun
Drove that Spider all around
Man I covered a lot of ground!
Now we stay at home all day
Gonna fix that too, that's what I say.
That Alfa Spider was my pride
A pretty girl was at my side
Her and me we led the pack
Will those top-down days come back?
I ask myself "What's wrong with me?"
"Just get in, turn the key."
Now keep your MGs, Triumphs too
A Mazda Miata just won't do
Porsches are made for fools I fear
A Mercedes SL is way do dear
But an Alfa Spider works just fine
An Alfa Spider, just like mine