Elskan hann Dóri
minn sterki og stóri
hann styrir svo vel(The lovely Dóri
my big and strong one
he drives so well)–Björk, “Bílavísur” (”Car song”)
Hey, I have a new car!
"Ég hallast að Dóra" ("I lean against Dóri")
He’s a real beaut, huh? Named after a handsome guy in a jazzy Icelandic song. Dóri is dashing and irresistible, but he drives a clunker of an American car and just gets it stuck in the mud. I think it is a lucky name.
"Ertu að koma?" ("Are you coming?")
Dóri the Honda will facilitate hiking excursions with one dog and lazy nights at the drive-in theater with the other…
Hell on wheels
…and will, after five years of automotive abstinence, enable a lifestyle of unbridled hedonism.
Though really it takes more time and hassle to drive him to work, so the trusty bicycle will continue to be my lean mean commuting machine.
Love, love, love it!
Hell on wheels indeed. I see the devil within.
Hedonism and KT are an oxymoron, at least most of the year. Come see us over your winter holiday and we will spoil you with pies and chocolate!!!
Glad to hear the bicycle (does she/he have a name?) is not threatened by Dóri.
Love the snow! Send us some!!!