I can’t go outside anymore in Seattle without seeing a Toyota Prius — actually make that several. To escape the onslaught, I ducked into a movie theater this past weekend to watch War of the Worlds. Just as I was thinking it would be just me, Tom, Dakota and a few alien friends, Mr. Prius showed up on the big screen to remind me that he’s watching me. Is there no escape!?

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