So, after some meds and a good night's sleep, I'm doing pretty well.
I do, as it happens, get a rental - I have to pay 20% of the cost, but that is chump change for the convenience of having a car.
I was perusing the lot at the rental place and saw a cute, tiny little Fiat that I would have enjoyed. I ended up with a Nissan Versa. Oh well - not a bad little car. It's like a fishbowl on wheels. And it's red. Of course.
I have someone eventually coming to tow the Corolla and repair it.
It's fine. I'm fine.
So, there's one thing that came out of all of this that's definitely good.
I have finally got a name for the car.
We bought it in April 2009 - and I haven't named it.
I drove Laura's car as my first car - she called it The Ass Kicker. It was a blue 1984 Pontiac Sunbird. My next car was a 1994 Pontiac Sunbird and it was the Red Hot Chili Pepper (it was red, duh),
The Toyota Echo, I named Zippy. I lost Zippy, you'll recall, in a tornado. I still miss that car.
But at some point during the night, heavily medicated, I came up with a name for my car.
Dixie.
Why?
Because:
I do, as it happens, get a rental - I have to pay 20% of the cost, but that is chump change for the convenience of having a car.
I was perusing the lot at the rental place and saw a cute, tiny little Fiat that I would have enjoyed. I ended up with a Nissan Versa. Oh well - not a bad little car. It's like a fishbowl on wheels. And it's red. Of course.
I have someone eventually coming to tow the Corolla and repair it.
It's fine. I'm fine.
So, there's one thing that came out of all of this that's definitely good.
I have finally got a name for the car.
We bought it in April 2009 - and I haven't named it.
I drove Laura's car as my first car - she called it The Ass Kicker. It was a blue 1984 Pontiac Sunbird. My next car was a 1994 Pontiac Sunbird and it was the Red Hot Chili Pepper (it was red, duh),
The Toyota Echo, I named Zippy. I lost Zippy, you'll recall, in a tornado. I still miss that car.
But at some point during the night, heavily medicated, I came up with a name for my car.
Dixie.
Why?
Because:
My Dixie Wrecked
Yeah, I'm twelve.
So there you have it. My lemonade. Just take lemons, dick jokes and a sense of perspective and stir.
Best served cold, with a splash of vodka!
ae
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