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Vanity is the name of the game in license plates
Sunday, August 29, 1999 By Joe Grata, Post-Gazette Staff Writer
Vanity is the name of the game in license plates
Detours, traffic tie-ups, potholes, PennDOT snafus, high air fares, light-snail transit service, speed traps, slow roads to nowhere.
"Lighten up," people tell me. I try. That's why you'll see an item called "plate du jour" at the end of some "Getting Around" columns. The idea is to report unusual personalized license plates, such as this one I spotted several weeks ago around town: IGOT2GO.
When? Where?
Anyhow, Tim McDonough, a local news editor and my immediate boss, thinks Virginia is the capital of vanity license plates. So, before Tim, the missus and kids left on a recent trip to the Outer Banks in North Carolina, I challenged them to play my license plate-spotting game -- something you might try to break the interstate monotony if you're hitting the road for the Labor Day holiday.
The sharp-eyed McDonoughs, and Mt. Lebanon native Mickey Wagner, a friend accompanying them, scored an impressive list of license plates expressing the occupations, interests, attitudes and other vagaries of motor vehicle owners.
Some plates were self-explanatory: VA GNTLMN, LOV MUFN, SEW FORU, OUI FIVE. Some were intriguing: Was SMYL MAKER an orthodontist, a photographer or a comedian? Did NT CHEAP on a Dodge Avenger refer to the car or the driver?
The McDonoughs wondered how a Dan Marino admirer tooling around with the license plate DLFNS 13 survives the Redskins fanatics in the Washington, D.C., area. And where's EVIL 2, and is it a pickup truck? (They had spotted a pickup with EVIL 3 a few hours before running across another sporting EVIL ONE.)
Other states have their vanities. A suspected computer geek, or perhaps just an eccentric, from Michigan is PIXL8ED. A Pennsylvania car proclaiming GOP VOTE was not carrying Gov. Ridge or Elsie Hillman.
On the trip back from the beach, McDonough spotted a plate that summed up the trip: IB SAN-D. So was his family.
After I had tires slashed or relieved of air pressure three times, and after somebody "keyed" my left door, leaving a 2-foot scratch, I realized the price of my vanity. The GRATA 1 plate became history, and PennDOT got an extra $24, the price at the time for a new license plate that doesn't stand out in the crowd.
But because the summer travel season is coming to an end, and because I know our local police and state police have a such a great sense of humor, here's the list of things -- the printable ones -- not to say.
Send your transportation questions, suggestions and complaints to Joe Grata at the Pittsburgh Post-Gazette, or e-mail him at jgrata@post-gazette.com. Include address and phone number, please. Joe Grata is a Post-Gazette staff writer.
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