How To Get Attention. Paris Hilton, Paris, Paris In Jail, Paris Video, Paris on Couch, Style.

Disclaimer: This post is only nominally about cars but a car did cause me to write it.

I have been getting up earlier that usual these days (I wonder how many blogs start with that same inane sentence. A blog is not a diary. A blog is logging of information that starts conversation. Diaries belong on Linked In, Facebook and the site adults must not name.*)

As I was saying, I am actually waking up and driving my car these days. This could be why I am forgetting to do simple things (like spellchecking) and, um, closing my gas cap after a fill.

It happened this morning.

And for once I felt like Paris post-first-video on a couch, naked, at Crobar.

At first.

It then rapidly degenerated into ridicule (which is how the little Princess may be feeling these days. Prison time was not good for her brand. Sex sells (to kids especially which bugs me). Prison for a teen idol does not.)

I admit I enjoyed being accosted by the pleasant looking person in the parking lot with zero body fat (they get up early, apparently). I did not enjoy being told the same thing by the soccer mom in the Volvo who pulled in next to me.

I liked her car and her fashion sense but was put off by her friendly admonition. She was the unfortunate third person to inform me that my gas cap was open and suddenly I felt like a fool instead of cool.

She was only trying to help.

Much like Paris’s handlers are doing right now at 750.00 a hour. Moral of the story: positive attention pays, negative attention costs. And no, this is not an advertisement for my professional services. Although I am at work.

Early.

(P.S. This headline is designed to be devoured by search engine spiders. The words “Paris Hilton” still pull unseemly traffic. But I think she has reached a plateau. The thinking man or woman would be searching for Kathryn Heigl.)

* This is a free “zeigeist read” for you. Free because its so darn known.