Wouldn’t you like to expose your newer readers to some of your earlier posts that they might never have seen? Or remind your long term followers of posts that they might not remember? Each Friday I will publish a post I wrote on this exact date in a previous year.
How about you? Why don’t you reach back into your own archives and highlight a post that you wrote on this very date in a previous year? You can repost your Friday Flashback post on your blog and pingback to this post. Or you can just write a comment below with a link to the post you selected.
If you’ve been blogging for less than a year, go ahead and choose a post that you previously published on this day (the 6th) of any month within the past year and link to that post in a comment.
This was originally posted on January 6, 2015 on my old blog
Ah, vanity plates for your car. How many of you have them? How many of you leverage the seven or eight letters/numbers on your car’s license plate to tell the world who you are and what you stand for? Come on, fess up people. I know some of you do.
Speaking about vanity plates, sometimes there are stories that just jump out at you and you can’t help but chuckle. Here are two such stories.
A Denver woman is so fond of fermented bean curd that she wanted to shout it out to the world. Unfortunately, the Colorado Department of Revenue apparently didn’t share her enthusiasm for tofu.
The woman explained to the DOR that tofu is a staple of her vegan family’s diet. In addition to being a vegan, the woman is an environmental activist who described herself as “very expressive.” She bragged that she’s “anti-fur, anti-rodeo, and anti-circus when they come to Denver.”
Seriously? Anti-circus? I wonder if she feels that way only when the circus comes to Denver? What about Boulder or Grand Junction? She must be a “not-in-my-neighborhood” kind of a gal.
To demonstrate her love for tofu, this anti-circus vegan applied for vanity plates for her SUV. Wait. What? An environmental activist who drives an SUV?
Her application indicated that she wanted the letters “ILVTOFU” to be embossed on her vehicle’s license plates. She was intending to express the sentiment, “I love tofu.”
What a shocker that the state’s Department of Revenue blocked her plan, explaining that they believed the combination of letters she sought could be interpreted as profane.
According to an Associated Press report, a Department of Revenue spokesman explained, “We don’t allow ‘FU’ on license plates because some people could read that as street language for sex.” You think?
The well-intentioned tofu lover complained that the DOR must have “misinterpreted” her message. After all, being the “expressive” type, the woman explained, “Here was a chance to be positive and say I love something.”
I guess freedom of expression only goes so far in Colorado.
In a somewhat related story, take a quick look at the license plate in the picture below. What does it say?
If you read it as I read it, “anal sex,” then you, like me, must have a dirty mind.
The owner of this license plate is a woman named Ana, and Ana is merely communicating that she’s proud to be driving around in her Lexus (or “Lex”).
Having just described the sad story of the tofu loving Denver woman whose vanity plates application for “ILVTOFU” was rejected, it’s pretty clear that the people who approve vanity license plate wording at the Ohio Bureau of Motor Vehicles do not have the same dirty minds as those at the DOR in Colorado.
But seriously, how many people would take a quick look at Ana’s Lex and not interpret it, on first glance, anyway, as “ANALSEX” rather than “ANASLEX”?
Or maybe it’s just me.