Wednesday, February 21, 2007
Tuesday, February 20, 2007
Friday, February 16, 2007
#3 - a chocolate brown 1980's Chevy Suburban. This picture is the closest I could find, but the one I drove was much sweeter. I once lost control of it and drove it over my neighbor's flower garden. I'd like to say it was winter and the roads were slick, but I think it was July.#4 - a red 1980 Datsun F10. It didn't have a key so I couldn't lock it, and it was wired so that you could start it with any straight edge. I kept a screwdriver on hand and if I couldn't find that, I usually used my sunglasses. I remember trying to use my fingernail once or twice but that never worked.
#5 - a white 1989 Chevy Corsica. The speedometer only went to 80 - if you drove any faster, the needle pointed to Park. The odometer read 80,000 miles. It had been broken for 5 years before I bought the car.
#7 - a teal 1996 Geo Metro. Funny story. And a not-so-funny story. I asked my dad to find a car within my budget for me while I was at school in Utah. One day my roommates were joking that he could possibly get something I absolutely hated and asked "What's the worst case scenario?" My answer: "A teal Geo Metro." I should've just been grateful he was doing all the leg work for me, but I couldn't help but notice the bittersweet irony when that's exactly what he found.Now, the not-so-funny story. This is what the Geo looked like after it stopped rolling:
#8 - a green 1994 Mazda 626. When I sold it, it was primer gray due to all of its paint peeling off.
#9 - a 2003 gray Volkswagen Passat. This one has shocks.The last two, I inherited through marriage.
#10 - a gold 1990 Volvo 240 DL. We dated in this car. Col proposed to me out of its hood.
#11 - a silver 1998 Volvo S-70. Col, it looks like our front passenger side tire is a little low.
*Some years are my best guess since all I could get out of my dad was "Early 70's."
Thursday, February 15, 2007
Wednesday, February 14, 2007
This isn't a hidden message that I want to be given a box of chocolates. It's just a heads up to Robyn and Cameron that I'm going to be visiting a lot this week.
Tuesday, February 13, 2007
If you call me after 3 p.m. and say, "Good morning," I will hang up on you. Especially if you continue with "I'd like to speak to Miss Albert Sanders."
If you call me and say, "May I speak to the person in charge of..." no matter what you say next, I will hang up on you.
If you call me and say, "Hello Mr. Audrey Carter" I will hang up on you.
If you pronounce Graham "Gray Ham", if you say you are with Qwest, if you say you just have a short survey, if there is a long pause before you begin talking, or if you ask who maintenances my copy machine, believe me when I say that I will definitely hang up on you.
Monday, February 12, 2007
I saw this cartoon on daddytypes. Unfortunately, the competition between the two isn't exactly lively, as Larry Boy is still alive and well while little Jot had his heyday in the 70's. Looks like Larry Boy reigns supreme. For now.