Happenstance of the day: a flash car with the personalised plates DRWOLF, parked by the tram stop where I'm waiting…and sitting in the car, in the driver's seat no less, is a malamute.
I have mixed feelings about this. On the one hand, the expensive car, the personalised plates, the well-groomed dog…it all speaks of pretension, of a carefully preened image to be maintained. I suspect (I don't know, but I suspect) that the owner of that car and I would perhaps not have too much in common. (Except perhaps a love of dogs.)
On the other hand: a malamute. In the driver's seat. Of DRWOLF's car.
This amuses me no end.
And now, if you'll excuse me, I think tomorrow is an awesome day to be hungover.