Tuesday, May 20, 2008
Wheels of misfortune -- update
OK, so now I'm thinking: Keep the truck. Because as my Brudder, who minces words even less than I do, said: "You know yer gonna get raped on the trade-in."
He's right. So, I'm thinking of keeping the truck, trading the 13-year-old Mazda, such as it is -- for somethin' that gets good mileage. I think I could live through three months with two car payments.
So, I plan to drive a Honda Accord, a Mazda of some kind, and a Dodge Caliber.
But I'd sure like to check out a Subaru. Problem is they're in Norman, which is plumb at the other end of the city from me.
--ER
He's right. So, I'm thinking of keeping the truck, trading the 13-year-old Mazda, such as it is -- for somethin' that gets good mileage. I think I could live through three months with two car payments.
So, I plan to drive a Honda Accord, a Mazda of some kind, and a Dodge Caliber.
But I'd sure like to check out a Subaru. Problem is they're in Norman, which is plumb at the other end of the city from me.
--ER
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I mean, keep the truck to fix when I can. Or, to sell. Puttin' it on the side of the highway with a for-sale sign on it. I'd get as helluva lot more than I would tradin' it in.
You mean nothing you liked?
I LIKE my truck. Any else will be something I accept, not something I want a whole lot, necessarily.
I LIKE my truck. Any else will be something I accept, not something I want a whole lot, necessarily.
get a Subaru! I don't really give a rat's ass about cars, but ever since I got one people think I'm cool (which I totally am not!)
I've had a Subaru, once. Will never have another. For me it's Hondas or nothing. Look at the Honda truck and tell me what you think.
Your brudder is right. Never trade a vehicle you can sell on your own. People would stop and knock on my door and ask to buy my mom's Accord from me, without a sign or any indication it twas for sale. I wound up selling it to a young former co-worker who called me last year to tell me he was still driving it.
Your brudder is right. Never trade a vehicle you can sell on your own. People would stop and knock on my door and ask to buy my mom's Accord from me, without a sign or any indication it twas for sale. I wound up selling it to a young former co-worker who called me last year to tell me he was still driving it.
I'm tellin you now is the time for a big hog of a Harley or a big full dress all options BMW Bike. Go weird and get a three wheeler, so you can zip mama and the cats and dogs up in the back. Go try them out. Cheaper than a car, sexier, higher gas mileage, and the Biggest Smiles You Ever Had. Crotch Rocket your way to happiness! Now or never dude, do it before the knees or back goes bad or the kidney stones and hernias stop you.
Think of it as the first step in the transition to your future. I dare you sucker. Hell I triple dog dare you to just go try out the Harley and BMW. Besides they would fit into your truck as well.
Do it dude!
Think of it as the first step in the transition to your future. I dare you sucker. Hell I triple dog dare you to just go try out the Harley and BMW. Besides they would fit into your truck as well.
Do it dude!
DrLoboJo created a slight breach of etiquette by skipping the double-dog dare and going straight for the triple-dog dare.
Nope, just nothing period.
I was looking for something in the $9-10K range and couldn't find anything with less than 150,000 miles on it an/or was significantly older than my current truck. I wasn't even being that picky.
I was looking for something in the $9-10K range and couldn't find anything with less than 150,000 miles on it an/or was significantly older than my current truck. I wasn't even being that picky.
ER said:
"DrLoboJo created a slight breach of etiquette by skipping the double-dog dare and going straight for the triple-dog dare."
Etiquette ain't my thing.
and: "I don't much care for motor sickles!"
How sad, and so young too. R.I.P.
How about a used Yugo?
"DrLoboJo created a slight breach of etiquette by skipping the double-dog dare and going straight for the triple-dog dare."
Etiquette ain't my thing.
and: "I don't much care for motor sickles!"
How sad, and so young too. R.I.P.
How about a used Yugo?
Speaking of cars, what was the name of the movie with Danny Devito where everybody drove Yugo's?
Also in 1995 (could that have been 13 years ago, damn) I saw this exhibit of Yugo's at The Union Station in D.C..
http://magliery.com/Graphics/YugoArt/
These are another guy's pictures of the exhibit, but it does bring to mind what you might be able to do with your truck. I mean, think about it. You really could have a "truck farm" for example. Talk about direct delivery of FRESH produce, grown right on the truck (hydroponics maybe). They could pluck it themselves, delivered live on the vine, right at their front door. You could water and scrub clean the produce every morning just by driving through a carwash.
Get the Jeep.
Also in 1995 (could that have been 13 years ago, damn) I saw this exhibit of Yugo's at The Union Station in D.C..
http://magliery.com/Graphics/YugoArt/
These are another guy's pictures of the exhibit, but it does bring to mind what you might be able to do with your truck. I mean, think about it. You really could have a "truck farm" for example. Talk about direct delivery of FRESH produce, grown right on the truck (hydroponics maybe). They could pluck it themselves, delivered live on the vine, right at their front door. You could water and scrub clean the produce every morning just by driving through a carwash.
Get the Jeep.
I hate to admit this in public. I bought a new Yugo in 1987. Actually, it was my ex-husband's new car after we got married. He wrecked it oh, about a month later. We could no longer get parts for it because Yugoslavia was no longer in existence. We did get parts from a junk yard. I was still paying for the car after we divorced and he quit making payments and it was repossessed.
Yugo is a four-letter word.
Yugo is a four-letter word.
A Yugo got blown off the Mackinac Bridge back in 1987. I think that pretty much killed whatever Yugo sales existed in Michigan at the time.
Hrm. Fully loaded semi-tractor trailer truckw get blown off of I-40 in western Oklahoma or the Texas Panhandle about every other storm season. A goldarn Yugo would land in Nebraska.
The Yugo always reminded me of an 8-year-old boy wearing sneakers with rubber toes. Just basic and clumsy. And a little stinky.
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