Posts Tagged ‘car’

The Pee Cup Club

So like when me and my sister Bam-Bam were in college, one of the times when we flew home to L.A. for Thanksgiving my mom met us at the sphincter of that horrid cesspool known as Los Angeles International Airport. We wheeled our bags toward the car, but not without a Very Important Potty Stop. [...]

The Infinite Improbability Drive

Sure, yeah, let’s take a trip down to LA! Before this weekend, I hadn’t been home to LA since August. That’s the longest I’ve ever been away from my hometown, and I didn’t like it. So I figure that when I finally made it down there this weekend, it would be all sunshine and perfection. [...]

XM Radio, or, How I Learned to Love My iPod

Last week my XM radio preview expired. I feel that I got my money’s worth from the free trial, and I won’t be subscribing. Why? The content blows XM radio might be more properly called B-side radio; big hits are few and far between. Turns out that although commercials are annoying on FM radio, they [...]

Car FAIL

I hate it when reality sets in. I ordered my Camaro, oh, idunno . . . months ago. It was supposed to be here in April. But it wasn’t. Then it was supposed to be here in May. And then it wasn’t. It was supposed to be here in June, July, August. But it isn’t. [...]

A Milestone

I’m usually not too big on numbers. They’re arbitrary things. But every now and then you look down and see how they add up. I’ve driven this little car all over the state and even out of it once or twice. As I was driving home just now and saw it click over to 100,000 [...]

Assumptions

Thank you, Buzzkill Fairy. Thank you for waving your magical wand. I may need to buy a new car. Now’s an okay time to be shopping for one, but needless to say today has been a fun mix of stress, irritation and worry. It’s not the price tag so much as the logistics that stress [...]

It Really Is All About Sex

The other week I really enjoyed the Greg Kihn Show as I drove into work. I love that show because the hosts are very creative and unafraid of being goofy. A few days in a row they were asking callers to help them identify as many songs as they could with nonsense words in them. [...]