My two favorite cars (owned) were a 1966 Pontiac Bonneville convertible, and a 1996 Oldsmobile Cutlass Supreme. See below:
I had some good times "cruising" around in this convertible (yes, mine was yellow), and my friends were always ready to go when I called. Black leather interior, lovely 8 track tape player (how's that for a memory?), to me it was top of the line. I would hate for winter to come and have to keep the top closed. Although I worked to pay for this car, and I was living at home, the mean parents made me give it to my brother. Was I compensated for my investment - no frigging way! That was just one of many absurdities I had to endure while living under "their" roof.
Although there were several cars between these two...the '96 Olds Cutlass Supreme was my ultimate favorite. It drove well, minimal maintenance, and the most mileage I put on the car was travelling between home and Case Western Reserve University - to see my son, while in college. I believe initially, I drove up every weekend, then twice a month till I bought him a used car in his junior year. As much as I loved that car, I loved my son more...and on graduation day, I gave him the keys to this car, and I drove his used vehicle after that. He was off to a new job with a major corporation, and I wanted to give him a nice ride.At this strategic time in the auto industry, eliminating various makes or models appears to be a sane move. As far as I can see, the market is flooded with new vehicles at this time - with very few individuals in the market to buy. I'm sorry that these auto workers will be furloughed, but such is the world today.
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I'm still doing a bit of moving furniture and taking breaks, because it is so damn hot. So I watch a little CNN...move another piece of furniture. The breaking news appears to be an outbreak of swine flu - with "pandemic" thrown into the mix. Now I have something else to be afraid of - if something is "going around" - it always stops here.
Theson just drunk dialed me (from Egypt) not once, but twice. Ya gotta love him. I spoke with his friend Neil who is from York (U.K.) and has invited me to visit him anytime, and then theson called back, because the bartender wanted to speak to me. I'm loved all over the world, what can I say. I love talking to him (theson) drunk or sober, because I have not seen him now since he returned to Alexandria the beginning of January. Thankfully, we have our blogs and Skype to keep in touch.
Back to work for now, so kick back and enjoy the day....later...............
