Captain Carbon and the Car-Burettas

The Beloved travels under may guises. Adrenelin courses through his veins. Battle-scarred from previous forays, he prefers now the thrill of the chariot race ie car racing.

Now, as you can well imagine, this car collecting thing does not sit well with the Green Goddess. Cars parked on the grass out the front of the house are bad for one's image--let alone the "bigfoot" problem (see previous blog).

The Beloved has a band of merry men with whom he thunders. Last week they went on a foray up to the estate of the Dowager Queen (mother of Green Goddess). Captain Carbon, as I lovingly call the Beloved, travels with his accomplises--the Car-Burettas! The Dowager Queen encourages this excercise--and hosted them at Dowager Castle. How fine, she commented, it was to see Captain Carbon roar up the drive leading the Car-Burettas--they sounded like thunder she proclaimed! I remarked that Captain Carbon had forgotten his resolve to tread upon this earth as lightly as a vegetarian apariast!

Captain Carbon was not going to take this lying down. He proclaimed that his red roaring stallion had a better carbon rating than my earthly goddess chariot--the Silver Volvo. I did point out that the Green Goddess, Earth Mother herself, had produced four children who needed to be transported around constantly for more earthly reasons.

Captain Carbon was in particular fine spirits this morning as he disappeared off into the distance riding his bicycle to work. He remarked, that he preferred to accumulate his carbon emissions for more adventurous journeys. He had that look of righteousness upon his face as he departed watching me step into the Hummer (as he now calls the silver chariot). Trailing behind him as he cycled down the road were the words that the Red Stallion V12 would make a more fuel efficient family car.

Looks like the Green Goddess needs to be wary of a snake in the grass!