Sunday, November 15, 2009

The Redhead Car

I see this car everywhere I go, but never the redhead. Being a redhead, myself, I am naturally intrigued. What do redheads have in common, anyway?

Whenever I find myself standing on a street corner alongside another redhead, I get that uncomfortable feeling, like something needs to be said, acknowledged. We are a DNA sisterhood, after all - the most minor minority. Should we form a club? I never heard of one.

But, here, in New Orleans, there is a Redhead Car, painted with declarations of Redhead accomplishments - the inventor of sprinkles was redhead! Redheads invented Lucha Libre. Who knew?

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