Day 8 and no one has spotted Barry Weiss at this blog yet. Either my experiment is failing or he has been donning one of his favourite disguises.
He may be dressed like this:
Keep an eye out for anyone wearing a toque, several layers of uncoordinated clothing, or anyone appears to be desperately in need of dental work.
I wonder who Victor is. And, how in the hell did he get his hands on an oxygen tank? That is an oxygen tank, isn’t it?
Perhaps, Barry would like to reminisce about the time he burned rubber and almost asphyxiated himself.
By the way, I have to thank Barry for introducing me to the Lotus Europa. This is one cool car. And, for also teaching me about the etiquette of flatulence. According to the ever suave Mr. Weiss, it is okay to fart anytime after the third date–which makes me wonder what kind of gas-laden women he has been spending time with.
Another item to add to my Cars to See Bucket List
Maybe he only googles himself once every other week (there is just no way to say that without it sounding bad is there?!?!) so as not to appear too conceited. I can see that. Barry is a pretty humble guy……
Yes, that must be it. His humility. Due to this blog, I have been “googling” him a lot lately. And, yes, I DO realize how that sounds. lol.