Last night I dreamt that I was talking to someone about travel and was all excited to share the details of a trip to Europe that my wonderful wife and I had recently taken. Although the details of the trip seemed clear to the “dream” me, when it came time to share them I could not actually do so. The reason was that the “real” me knew we had not taken that trip and the “dream” me became aware of that.
Was my brain trying to process the line “An intolerable disparity between the hugeness of their desire and the smallness of reality” that I wrote, not for the first time, in this post on January 31? Am I just crazy?! I HOPE this will not ultimately describe our efforts to buy the “Goose Bumps” house.
Yesterday’s most enjoyable trip to the Concours In The Hills is an example of that disparity, in my opinion. I suspect that the vast majority of attendees can only dream about owning many of the cars on display.
On that note:
This is a Pontiac Solstice GXP coupe. Yes, some of these were produced as coupes. For model year 2009 and the extremely truncated model year 2010, a total of 1,280 Solstice coupes were produced, 858 of which were in GXP spec.
As the owner of this car was only too happy to point out, this was not the same 1977 Pontiac Can Am sold at the recent Barrett-Jackson auction in Scottsdale, Arizona. The owner derided that car as “a piece of shit” and said his Can Am had received a frame-off restoration.
This post is being written later than usual, but yesterday’s was published very late in the day primarily due to the fact that we had attended The Concours In The Hills. That late publication time seemed to negatively affect the number of blog views. Just commenting, not criticizing.
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4 thoughts on “The Dream And The Reality”
“The owner derided that car as “a piece of shit” and said his Can Am had received a frame-off restoration.”
It never ceases to amaze me how some people will denigrate someone else’s possessions for no gain other than to stoke their own ego. I have witnessed it many times at car shows and even once confronted someone who was picking at what they perceived as flaws in one of my cars. 90% of these so called “experts” have next to no knowledge of that vehicle, as I quickly showed that particular “expert.” If you plan on picking apart someone’s car, you better be able to back it up with facts, not something you half remember from a magazine you read 20 years ago. That only shows a lack of class, knowledge, and shows the world that you are a petty person.
The car of mine that “expert” was picking apart was an unrestored 1967 GTX convertible that I was the second owner of. Car had previously been awarded gold at the Mopar Nationals in Unrestored Factory Stock scoring 985 points out of a possible 1000. This occurred at a smallish local show, for fun only and I saw no need to display trophies the car had won. He ended up beating a hasty retreat when confronted and was last seen heading for the exit.
Moral of the story; Don’t let your steamboat mouth get your rowboat ass in trouble.
No surprise you have an informed opinion as well as experience in this area.
In my opinion, the root of such mindless and baseless criticism for most people is, believe it or not, insecurity. Some people–consumed by insecurities, inferiority complexes and resentments–live in a zero-sum world where the only way they can feel better about themselves is to be critical of others. Sadly, I have had people close to me behave this way and have had to cut them out of my life.
Beautiful cars on both days posts. I love the burled walnut dash.
Thanks, Philip. Hope you’re well.
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