January 8, 2008
In case you haven’t noticed, we are fortunate enough to share our parking garage with one of man’s greatest creations: the Subaru Baja. Can’t picture it? Would it help if I described it as “the ugliest effing Frankenstein of a car ever to be thrown together from other vehicles’ leftovers and then vomited on by a rubber ducky?” Still no? Well, here’s a photo then. A few years ago, driving back to work from lunch with some friends, we passed one of these bad boys and I was inspired to create a Real Men of Genius knock-off about it. Enjoy…We salute you… Mr. Indecisive Car Designer. (Mr. Indecisive Car Design-errr!) With a genius that could not be confined to the traditional vehicle genres, you were not content to design a car, a pickup or an SUV.  (Jack of all trades now)   Your mind-boggling creation boasts the sporty styling of a coupe — at least on its bottom half. Up top, it becomes a taxi, a pickup and a sensible family sedan. (I’m feeling schizophrenic)   Your Renaissance vehicle could be called the mullet of the road: all business in the front, but a party in the back. (Don’t forget the ski rack!)   So crack open a Bud Light, Mr. Indecisive Car Designer, and ignore those confused stares on the highway. Those people just don’t know a good car — or whatever it is — when they see one.

In case you haven’t noticed, we are fortunate enough to share our parking garage with one of man’s greatest creations: the Subaru Baja. Can’t picture it? Would it help if I described it as “the ugliest effing Frankenstein of a car ever to be thrown together from other vehicles’ leftovers and then vomited on by a rubber ducky?” Still no? Well, here’s a photo then.

A few years ago, driving back to work from lunch with some friends, we passed one of these bad boys and I was inspired to create a Real Men of Genius knock-off about it. Enjoy…

We salute you… Mr. Indecisive Car Designer. (Mr. Indecisive Car Design-errr!)

With a genius that could not be confined to the traditional vehicle genres, you were not content to design a car, a pickup or an SUV.  (Jack of all trades now)   Your mind-boggling creation boasts the sporty styling of a coupe — at least on its bottom half. Up top, it becomes a taxi, a pickup and a sensible family sedan. (I’m feeling schizophrenic)   Your Renaissance vehicle could be called the mullet of the road: all business in the front, but a party in the back. (Don’t forget the ski rack!)   So crack open a Bud Light, Mr. Indecisive Car Designer, and ignore those confused stares on the highway. Those people just don’t know a good car — or whatever it is — when they see one.

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