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
Vanity Plates
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.
This, That, and the Other 
Such a good idea to re-post something from the same day of a previous year.
LikeLiked by 1 person
Thanks.
LikeLiked by 1 person
I read the tofu one I lv to fu= I love to fuck… 🤷🏻♀️
LikeLiked by 1 person
Yep, so did I.
LikeLike
Thank you for hosting, Fandango, I hope the storm did not hit your area too badly, and that your back is getting better. My post from last year, featuring two of my Christmas gifts with a Mexican theme:
LikeLiked by 1 person
We had a break today, but the rain will be back tomorrow through Tuesday. My back is feeling a little better, thanks.
LikeLike
I love the clever ones, but I don’t want to pay for one myself. Also, I don’t want to be remembered when I drive!
LikeLiked by 1 person
Here’s my contribution today Fandango
https://pensitivity101.wordpress.com/2023/01/06/dorothy-and-ted-2/
LikeLiked by 1 person
I noticed, within the comments under a newer one of your opening posts, that names selected for WordPress usage can be similarly “read” in various ways. Is somone from the Sea Org?
LikeLiked by 1 person
That was a rhetorical question.
Don’t mind it, Fandango.
Inside Scientology Sea Org Meeting
LikeLiked by 1 person
https://en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/Tax_status_of_Scientology_in_the_United_States
By the way, I also love tofu. Meanwhile, the decision/deal allowing tax exempt status accepting Scientology (or pieces of it) as a religion established our national definition of religion as something designed to FU in the A. My perception is that the negotiation as it stands also has ramifications for how our law enforcement handles or ignores scams more generally (with or without taxation ramifications).
LikeLiked by 1 person
https://www.cs.cmu.edu/~dst/Cowen/essays/nytimes.html
LikeLiked by 1 person
I had already rejected Scientology [in a calm and bored manner, primarily, as contrasted with how the word reject might sound] — my having moved to California and encountering them as one meets Mormons or JWitnesses at the door — cast aside on a spiritual basis (after speaking with them out of curiosity) and not having heard about “egrams” (nor seeing a device). But I came across a professional [a purported chiropractor, in another state, years later] who, apparently, was a Scientologist without disclosing this. She told me she was from California, but that’s it. I was given an e-meter “test” (without being told what it was). I recall being told I wasn’t being charged for it, although I thought this was odd (but sure wouldn’t have wanted to pay for it and wouldn’t have approved of going through the motions were I going to be charged). I had previously been to a chiropractor or two of a sort who are more woo-woo than helpful, so I was still in the mode of analyzing whether or not I wanted to continue going there. I’m not a hundred percent sure the woman running and owning the business and speaking to me from the start was licensed to practice; the person I actually interacted with for genuine chiropractic work was someone else (young and newly graduated, from a school I recognized as excellent, and good at what she did).
It was a young man who administered the test for goblins, and that’s all that happened with him. He was flabbergasted by his encounter with me. Again calm in the face of doo-doo heads or weirdness, his mechanistic evaluation did nothing for him. He wondered if he had it turned on. Yep, he checked… and it was indeed on.
https://www.mtsu.edu/first-amendment/article/1376/scientology
~
IRS eventually granted Scientology tax-exempt status
In Hernandez v. Commissioner of Internal Revenue (1989), the Supreme Court upheld a decision by the Internal Revenue Service (IRS) denying the deductibility of payments made for Scientology auditing sessions. Under its doctrine of “exchange,” the church required payments for such sessions, and the Court concluded that they therefore represented a quid pro quo exchange rather than a charitable contribution. In 1993, however, the IRS reversed course and decided that it would grant tax-exempt status to the church (see Horwitz 1997: 109).
~
LikeLiked by 1 person
Love it, but I mustn’t be dirty minded. No anal sex seen here
LikeLiked by 1 person
I had a a license that said: “WOOF.” It was a GREAT plate and if the price they were charging for it hadn’t gotten absolutely ridiculous, I’d still have it.
LikeLiked by 1 person
Hahaha
LikeLiked by 1 person
It is not just you. 😂
LikeLiked by 1 person