I always thought this was Jezebel's best angle, much nicer than other hatchbacks, and over the years I decorated her with many cool bumper stickers. Once I came out and someone was bowing to her and her bumper stickers. I also had someone leave me a note asking me where I found all the cool bumper stickers.I received many comments and compliments over the years. I really enjoyed looking for bumper stickers, and I will miss them. I guess my Miata (Shakti) is too new for bumper stickers, but Jezebel was already a decade old when I bought her.
I remember when my former boss and friend Maxine bought Jezebel, and I was envious of her nice car (circa 87, so Jezebel was only 5 years old then). When I needed a car to commute to the hospital to see my son after his head injury, Maxine sold Jezebel to me. She had moved on to a new Ford Taurus.
Jezebel was my first good car, and I'm sad that I didn't have a garage to house her in to preserve her appearance. Her paint job has really suffered, and her vinyl seats haven't held up well either. Someone stole her hubcaps at the same time they broke a window. Another time someone tried to steal her and her battery died at just that time, so they didn't get anywhere. I found her door open, the fuse box open and her ignition had been tampered with, but she was still right there waiting for me.
A few years ago Maxine passed away, making me even more sentimental about having her former car.
Some of her bumper stickers:
If you can't trust me with a choice, how can you trust me with a child?
Life is a witch and then you fly. (this got defaced soon after I put it on)
My karma ran over your dogma.
Darwin fish emblem
Nice guys finish last and bring you breakfast
The earth is my church, the body is my altar
Real Men Don't Use Violence
Peace (3 languages)
In Goddess We Trust
The Goddess Is Alive and Magic Is Afoot
My Goddess Gave Birth to Your God
--and of course, political stickers every 4 years, Democratic presidential and vice presidential candidates.
Once a woman saw me washing Jezebel and asked me why I hated the Bible. I was startled that she would get that impression, and I said, "I don't hate the Bible. It's just not my scripture."
"Oh," she replied, surprised.
On another occasion I heard a man at the gas station saying to his passenger, after referring to my Darwin fish, "I see more and more of them everyday. They're taking over!"
The reactions were interesting and the percentage of those approving was skewed in my favor by the area in which I live, no doubt.
Jezebel was a faithful car and she will be sorely missed. It is with mixed feelings that I move on to enjoying my new car.