Well... I did it. Saturday I bought myself a new car, truck, SUV, whatever it is. It's a Jeep Cherokee Loredo so I guess it's more like an SUV. It's the base model but it's still the nicest car I've ever had. My old truck hasn't had air conditioning in years and now the radiator leaks so fast that I can't keep enough antifreeze in it to have heat either. It uses 2 quarts of oil every 500 or so miles, my power door locks have never worked, it pulls to the left no matter what the tire pressure is, and my custom shift knob won't stay tightened. The shift knob is what put me over the edge. My bike is great but when it's below 20 degrees out there my old bones and connective tissue reconstructions don't like it.
To be honest I have a little problem getting something this big for myself and to a small degree I have to supress a small, gnawing, always-in-the-back-of-my-mind feeling of guilt. But you know what, the more I drive that thing around and listen to the stereo (with a subwoofer), play with the digital gadgets, and experiment with all the things it will do (even the things I haven't discovered yet), I think I can get past the guilt.
Everything else around here is pretty normal. Saturday I'll fire up the old truck and make 4 or five trips to the landfill so I can clean out the garage to make room for the new one. Those of you who have seen the garage understand that this is no exageration. For those of you, and you know who you are, who have used our garage as your personal storage unit with no monthly fees and unlimited ablility to store your "valuable stuff", there is a remote possibility that about 5 or 10 years from now you may have a thought come to you something like, "I wonder whatever happened to my..." and then the light bulb will go on and you may think bad thoughts about me.
Merry Christmas!!
