“Dogs in Cars,” by Keith Hopkin; the music is by The Pains of Being Pure at Heart. I used to be in a band with their keyboardist, Peggy Wang, in high school, and we were as good as it got at the time and place.
The worst thing that happens to you when you learn to drive is that you start looking forward out of cars, even when you’re a passenger; you start driving every car you’re in, instead of losing yourself in the landscape, however dull or empty or repetitive it may be, as you did when you were a child. The games I used to invent with electrical wires and clouds! I would like to no longer seek control; I would like to forget how to drive.
Thanks to Benjamin Hilts for this!
So great. Happy dogs make me feel happy!
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A friend of mine sent this my way via twitter because he is a good friend and also dogs and my response was that “I enjoyed the fuck out of that. I would probably watch high-speed camera footage of happy dogs for, like, days, though.”
reblogged from sniffyjenkins
I always get sad whenever I see a dog roll onto his back, clearly planning on staying there for a while, but instead their nose fills with fluid and they sneeze, forcing them to roll back onto their side during their rest—perhaps even waking them further from a half-slumber.
Sorry, dog. You are forever destined to be a side-sleeper. I hope you are less sad about your loss than I inexplicably am on your behalf.
