Tuesday, March 18, 2008
Okay, so today, I had a mini road-rage episode. Due to some super-human self-restraint, I didn’t side-swipe the other car or even give them a little love tap on the back bumper. Or shoot them with an Uzi. But I did flip them the bird.
Which, depending on who you are, doesn’t sound all that bad—except that my 4-yr-old son was [...]
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Friday, January 11, 2008
We have a car, sitting idly in front of our home, that my husband fondly refers to as ”The Red Rocket”.
Me? I fondly refer to it as “The Red-piece-of-shit-that-my-pragmatically-challenged-husband-paid-$1100-for-against-my-explicit-instructions-and-look-I-was-right-the-damn-crappy-thing-doesn’t-work Car”.
The Red Rocket. A poetic and fitting name for, say, a corvette or maybe a classic 70’s muscle car. Heck, it would even be marginally appropriate if we had an Eclipse. Or possibly a [...]
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