Thursday, September 20

There Goes The Parking Brake Again.

Godspeed, awesome Focus.

The Missus is selling her car!

It's a 2001 Ford Focus, 4-Door SE Sedan, dark red in color with 75,000 miles to its name.

It comes with automatic transmission, air conditioning, power mirrors, power windows, power doors, remote keyless entry, AM/FM/CD player, cruise control, a rear spoiler and fog lights. It also boasts a 2.0-liter, 4-cylinder engine with immaculate interior and exterior maintenance.

We hate to part with the thing, but we're in the market for something else, and we just had to let it go. It's honestly a reliable and super-fun car to drive, and it hasn't caused us any trouble whatsoever. The tires are great, the brakes are firm and the damn thing looks brand new.

She's asking $6100 or best offer. Believe me, if you mention the CDP in your inquiry, we can knock a few hundred bucks off of the total. We're just that nice.

Godspeed, awesome Focus. Again.

This was the 3rd car the Missus has ever owned. Her first car was a 1988 Toyota Crapola that terrified me every time I stepped inside of it. It looked like a Delorean and ran on AA batteries. I clearly remember one awful winter evening, having to drive to the other side of town in the middle of an ice storm to jump-start that thing. It took 5 minutes to get it to highway speed and there were no brakes. I'm pretty glad it's out of my life.

She then got a really nice 2001 Ford Taurus that was almost instantly totalled in a brutal rear-ending. She really liked that car, but when we received our one million dollar settlement check from the Insurance company, she felt better about letting it go and buying the Focus. And while the Focus has been rad, it's now time to move on to Vehicle #4, which will be unveiled to the world sometime next week.

As for me, I've also owned 4 different cars in my day. My first (and most favorite) was a 1987 black Buick Somerset dubbed 'The Wild Stallion.' It had a digital dashboard that converted everything to the Metric system, plush seats and wasn't an inch under 20 feet long. When I wanted to scare people, I'd turn the dashboard to Metric and convince them I was driving 140 miles per hour. When the transmission started to give out, I was forced to sell it, but not without taking her out for one last ride. I'm in the process of tracking down the junkyard where it currently resides so I can tear the backseat out of it for my Rumpus Room. I miss it.

My Grandparents were nice enough to sell me their 1993 Ford Tempo afterwards, which was the very definition of 'death trap.' By the time I got rid of it, I had put over $5000 into repairs, and the odometer read well over 300,000 miles. From what I hear, someone in my hometown bought it and still drives it around to this day, sporting a 'Mediocre At Best' bumper sticker on the rear. That makes me happy.

Wild Stallion 3.0 was my 1997 Ford Escort wagon, which I just parted with a couple months ago. Say what you want about driving a station wagon, it hauled groceries like a mo-fo, and it wasn't like I was cruising for women or anything. It got the job done, and I only sold it because the 2002 Mercury Sable came calling. It's more luxurious than my bedroom.

I'll be working on my book all weekend. The release date is getting closer, kids.


I really enjoyed Kid Nation. I was smiling the whole time.
Me too, especially at the little weirdo kid with the brown hair and glasses.
Yeah! Was his name 'Jimmy?' I like how he instantly spent all of his money buying that 5 pound slab of chocolate. I can assure you that there was a time when I acted and probably looked just like him.

I wish we could meet up with these folks 5 or 10 years down the road, so they could tell us what it feels like to have the most awkward and difficult stage of their lives broadcast on national television.

Until then, I'm rooting for the Red team, because their leader is just so damn inspiring.
The premiere of The Ultimate Fighter 6 was pretty great, too. I really like Mac Danzig, essentially because he's a complete badass and a Vegan to boot.

"Stop eating my food! I'm a vegan. No one else in the house is a vegan. I can't just go and have some of the chicken or the beef that's sitting in the refrigerator. I don't eat that garbage, it's disgusting. Two things that I need: Food and sleep. Don't f**k with either of them... just don't!"
Just for the record, you own a 2000 Mercury Sable, I had a 1999 Taurus, you had a 1986 Buick Somerset, and I had a 1989 Toyota Crapolla. :)

Buy my car.
Please stop doing that. You're ruining my credibility, simply because I suck at remembering numbers.

If you need me, I'll be in the corner with my slide rule.

Take Our Cars Now!
I HAD to do it, simply because you had almost every single thing wrong and that is far too funny not to point out.

Buy my car.
Aw hell, I'm trying to do something nice, here!

Next Tuesday, we get new album releases from the Almighty Weakerthans, Foo Fighters & Matt Pond PA! How cool is that?
Matt Pond is releasing a new album next week??? I seriously need to keep on top of things here.
Considering the dissapointment of BB8 this summer, Kid Nation was a much needed breath of fresh air. I absolutely love that the network let people blow their horns about the show, trying to doom it to failure before it began. They seriously must have been laughing their asses off at it all. As CDP said before: damn inspiring.

But tonight, prepare to be visually assaulted with thousand year old cultures distilled into basic physical challenges:

Survivor: !CHINA!
CDP -- Of course, as a proud Omahan I did put a little Saddle Creek on my mix. There is a small subtheme of local (or, really, locally-played music) on my mix. "Local" meaning "The former Seattle of the Midwest".
New Matt Pond on Tuesday. Mmm-hmm.

The big thing I'm wondering about Kid Nation is the idea of theft. I'm almost positive that a lot of things are going to be stolen at some point in the series.

I'm also letting 15-year-old 'Greg' off with a slap on the wrist. I'm convinced he's not really a dick, just at a male age where he doesn't want to listen to anybody and pretty convinced that he knows everything. I feel for him; he's going to have to watch this tape when he's older.

Then there's 14-year-old Michael, who's all emo-intelligent and knows how to make a stump speech.

Uh-oh...I may need to do a formal recap of this show. Kid Nation Wednesday, anyone?
I think he'll come around considering he knows he won't win 20 grand being a dick.
Yup, the older kids will straighten up with the promise of cash, but it might also lead to conspiracy and underhanded tactics.

I envision that jittery kid breaking into the candy store in the middle of the night, with the rest of the pack waking up to find him 100 pounds heavier and unable to stand, face covered with chocolate.
aah yes. the hoodlums.

could we ever live in a world without them?
In true cliffhanger fashion, the season finale reveals that one of the girls is pregnant.

The Be the Boy car rundown goes like this:

1978 Pontiac Grand Prix - A great big chunk of American steel that I bought in 1993 for $400

1988- Plymouth Sundance - I practically stole this from a guy who was moving, bought in 1995 with only 40,000 miles on it for $800, drove it for 4 years.

1980 Buick Regal - A death trap that I temporarily used once the Plymouth was gone.

1989 - Mitsubishi Mirage: Given to me and driven for 6 months until I moved to LA.

1985 Audi - looked like hell bet could hit 115 MPH on the freeway.

1990 VW Jetta - a great car, I miss this one.

1997 - Hyundai Elantra - Bought used in 2002, still the betheboy ride for another few months at least.
Will's wife has the best car ever. That's all I'm sayin'.
Yeah, that thing is just insane.

People like to talk about their cars! I think that's neat for some reason. No matter how crappy, people are always prideful of their rides.
1981 Mercury Couger -never actually on the road, my first lesson in learning that buying the car is the easy part, it's the insurance that's hard.

1985 Jeep Cherokee -4 spd manual tragically taken from me by a ford bronco. At least I could drive it away so suck it bronco.

1985 Jeep Cherokee -5 spd manual eventually given to my brother.

1999 Saturn SC3 - my first brandy new car. Traded for a new LW200 for my wife. Which in turn went for the 2005 Town & Country minivan. (which is an awesome vehicle, stow and go ROCKS)

1994 Jeep Cherokee -loved this car, bought it on ebay.

1998 Ford Expedition -current ride, huge vehicle, love it. I don't live more than 2 miles from work so I don't feel guilty about owning it. It hauls my trailer to the dump. and carries anything i want.
3 Jeeps? Wow, you like vehicles that don't mess around.
A Jeep Liberty destroyed my Taurus, and the thing barely had a scratch on it.
It's like a Hummer for non-assholes.

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