The Zen of carwashing

Now like anyone I appreciate a clean car but I have to be honest, I don’t really understand obsessive car washing. Is it just an excuse to get out of the house? Is car washing the golf of Petworth? True story: scene – about three years ago when that hurricane hit us, I had to walk my dog because my dog was a very particular dog and understandably (as has been posted below) when you gotta go you gotta go. So I take my dog for a walk and the wind is howling, the rain is pouring and I’m thinking to myself, why the hell did I get a dog? At any rate as I’m congratulating my dog for taking car of business and tree branches are littering the street, I see a guy washing his car. During the hurricane he is washing his car? What the hell is that? I mean, won’t the 65 mph winds and driving rain clean the car anyway?

Well, as I always say I don’t like to judge. And I of course appreciate the gleaming cars I see on my walk to the metro. So to answer the question about obsessive carwashing – who cares! What ever works for you. I’m sure people would question my obsessive ping pong playing. So cheers to all the clean cars and please forgive my dirty Honda – I’m just waiting for the next hurricane to show my solidarity.