“Inside the Trunk”


So I decided to prevent the tempo (my car) from reaching the level of neglect as Duke’s apartment and cleaned out the interior earlier today. This was an exciting way to start my vacation let me tell you.

The car had become quite an embarrassment, several half drank beverages littered the car from various trips to the beach. I also came across many water-damaged items from one of the dozens of times I nonchalantly left my widows down during torrential downpours. These items ranged from a program for my graduation, to mildly important car documentations. I also had a rather large of worthless receipts, and a two-week-old Daily News.

After sucking up all the dirt on the inside of the car I decided that it was time to clean the trunk out for the first time in I don’t know how long. I started by removing the duck blanket used for the beach. I discovered I likely have enough sand in my trunk to justify requiring beach tags for anyone who goes for a spin in the tempo.

I also discovered some severally damaged textbooks that from Rowan that I never sold back. Marketing, Advertising, and Public Relations. They are no going in transit to decay next to the ORIGINAL seats of Veterans Stadium in a South Jersey landfill somewhere. If you want the Public Relations book you can purchase it at the Rowan bookstore. It costs more than a Lobster Dinner. If you have trouble finding it look under the fiction section. If it isn’t there it can certainly be found on the worthless major shelf. Highly recommended for anyone that doesn’t want to land a job were you are actually paid a salary.

I also found an ice scraper that had been buried in the back during the entire brutal winter that just passed. It was truly like looking through times in my life. There was a hanger in there from god knows when. There was Derek Plante’s autograph from one of the first NJF’s and the birth of the Skatezone. Its value rivials the PR book. I also found some random pieces of metal that may or may not be important to my car. A long piece left over from when I got rear ended in 2000.

I found Ed’s old email, a Spanish flash card for the park. It must have been during the time when I actually tried learning the language. However, the best find was an items that I brought over from my old car, the escort. I am sure it made sense to me why I did it at the time. The first item was a bottle of cologne from Dan K. that he left in my first car after a night out at Hot Shots. It was before Dan K. met his girl and we were undoubtly on the prowl I am sure. Of course, our inept pool playing and jokes no one thinks is funny but us would have likely scared them off anyway. The other item it as Peanut crunch bar. This item dates back to my street hockey playing days at Sterling. It was from Junior Year. Making it six years old. I am surprised it didn’t stand up and slap me in the face.