Cars, bumper stickers, vanity plates

[tragabigzanda]

There is a wolf in me . . . fangs pointed for tearing gashes . . . a red tongue for raw meat . . . and the hot lapping of blood—I keep this wolf because the wilderness gave it to me and the wilderness will not let it go.

There is a fox in me . . . a silver-gray fox . . . I sniff and guess . . . I pick things out of the wind and air . . . I nose in the dark night and take sleepers and eat them and hide the feathers . . . I circle and loop and double-cross.

There is a hog in me . . . a snout and a belly . . . a machinery for eating and grunting . . . a machinery for sleeping satisfied in the sun—I got this too from the wilderness and the wilderness will not let it go.

There is a fish in me . . . I know I came from salt-blue water-gates . . . I scurried with shoals of herring . . . I blew waterspouts with porpoises . . . before land was . . . before the water went down . . . before Noah . . . before the first chapter of Genesis.

There is a baboon in me . . . clambering-clawed . . . dog-faced . . . yawping a galoot's hunger . . . hairy under the armpits . . . here are the hawk-eyed hankering men . . . here are the blonde and blue-eyed women . . . here they hide curled asleep waiting . . . ready to snarl and kill . . . ready to sing and give milk . . . waiting—I keep the baboon because the wilderness says so.

There is an eagle in me and a mockingbird . . . and the eagle flies among the Rocky Mountains of my dreams and fights among the Sierra crags of what I want . . . and the mockingbird warbles in the early forenoon before the dew is gone, warbles in the underbrush of my Chattanoogas of hope, gushes over the blue Ozark foothills of my wishes—And I got the eagle and the mockingbird from the wilderness.

O, I got a zoo, I got a menagerie, inside my ribs, under my bony head, under my red-valve heart—and I got something else: it is a man-child heart, a woman-child heart: it is a father and mother and lover: it came from God-Knows-Where: it is going to God-Knows-Where—For I am the keeper of the zoo: I say yes and no: I sing and kill and work: I am a pal of the world: I came from the wilderness.

[doug rr]

Doing a quick search, it seems Australia doesn’t even sniff the ranks (at least Top 20) of Tesla sales or electric car ownership. What’s the charging situation look like outside of home?

I think they have a dozen in Alice springs

[spike]

infrastructure has improved a lot in recent years. also 240V outlets means you can juice up overnight at home plenty just plugging it into a regular socket.

now, finding a rental with power close enough to a parking spot has been a little interesting.

[Higgs]

C'mon man. Australia runs on diesel spike.

[spike]

[Higgs]

Saw him solo 3 months ago. He was fucking amazing.

Nice shout out.

[Higgs]

And just quietly, pretty sure if she had to choose, this is the wiffey's hall pass.

[BurtReynolds]

Cybertrucks are as common as Hyundais here, but I did like this one with a tasteful Halo Warthog wrap.

[pepperwhiteMFC]

I can’t take the cyber truck seriously. There’s a guy at work that has one, and I had trouble taking him seriously before he came rolling in with it.

[wease]

How is that a truck?

[BurtReynolds]

How is that a truck?

You can squeeze a bike into it maybe. If there is no other junk in the back.

[wease]

Does it have a hatchback/trunk or a bed?

[BurtReynolds]

The cover on the back slides up

[BurtReynolds]

[wease]

Damn! Wish they hadn’t zoomed in!

[E.H. Ruddock]

haha wtf

[dad]

Josh K?

[wease]

Josh K?

I started to, but decided against it

[spike]

our old tesla was still visible on my tesla account, so i asked support to remove it. they did so, but had to remove our current vehicle as well, apparently. now when my wife tries to add me back as a driver, it errors out saying i'm not allowed in the region. i've been going back and forth with support for a week now trying to fix the issue they created.

[dad]

Josh K?

I started to, but decided against it

sometimes I can’t help myself.