I don’t know the plural of Yaris


Anyway, the point of this entry into the album has some significance.

Sure it was a big day—shopping for cars with my mom in the middle of a heat emergency. We walked from lot to lot, ignored by many salesman, hassled by others, and looked at, sat in or test drove just about every entry level vehicle out there.

And all the while I took exactly one photo… with my phone no less.

It was so awful that I revisited that first Toyota lot two weeks later and remade a snapshot proper to represent the day.

I really should schedule some time with my therapist to talk about this… obsession to make with a daily photo.

Anyway, I feel so guilty about it, here’s the dud that caused all this angst: