'Out Of Gas'
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
I had another friend who also had a Renault Alliance (that he named the Koybayashi Maru because trying to keep everything in it working was an unwinnable situation)
I had a Renault Alliance (which is French for "piece of shit") whose engine caught fire while I was driving alone, on the highway, at 1 a.m.
Merde!
Ack, Steph. (And I think we made the same joke about the name.)
I had a Renault Alliance (which is French for "piece of shit") whose engine caught fire while I was driving alone, on the highway, at 1 a.m.
Heh, this reminds me of the joke that Fiat stands for "fix it again, Tony".
Happy Birthday, Lyra!
Theodosia, I'm sorry about the car theft. I hope it's reasonable to fix.
My first car was a '75 Chevy Malibu Classic (which was old, even then). I called her Bessie, because she needed a lot of encouragement, and it's one of those names that is easy to incorporate into encouraging phrases. One of the ball joints dropped right out of it, when I was driving my friend home, one night.
My next car was an '83 Olds Cutlass. It very much was my father's Oldsmobile, sadly. The next car was the first one I bought new, and by myself, and was a '91 Toyota Corolla. We still have it.
Was the Pacer the car that looked like an egg? Someone at my high school had a yellow car, and I think it was a Pacer. We used to call it "the egg".
ChiKat, if you're around, I just got off the phone with Berwyn, and they said that they're not taking any more clothes (out of the three trucks they're taking down to LA, one is almost completely full with clothes)--the contacts in LA said that they need food and water right now much more than clothes. I'm calling the SVDP store next to see if they still want clothes mailed down to them--if not, I might just drop them off at the local Goodwill instead.
Was the Pacer the car that looked like an egg? Someone at my high school had a yellow car, and I think it was a Pacer. We used to call it "the egg".
Yeah. Like a boiled egg, without the shell, being subject to higher-than-normal gravity.
With wheels.
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Theodosia, I'm so sorry about your car. What a sucky thing to wake up to.
Happy birthday, Lyra Jane!
My parents had a Pinto at one point. My first car was a Pontiac T-1000, which was basically a Chevette but not. Ran it into the ground. I loved that car. We still had it when Jake was born, although not long after that.
I always wanted a Gremlin. Such a cute little ugly car.
I had a Renault Alliance (which is French for "piece of shit") whose engine caught fire while I was driving alone, on the highway, at 1 a.m.
My dad was in one that flipped off the Grapevine (? twisty road) in California. On the first bounce, the engine mounts snapped , the engine popped out and the shell came to a rest as the engine merrily tumbled away. Probably prevented them from getting smooshed. He was very appreciative that the crappitude of the Renaults at that moment.
I still want a 1960 Volvo. So cute.
Very happy birthday wishes for Lyra Jane!
My first car was a used Volkswagen Squareback. It didn't live very long, but it had that distinctive VW smell and I did learn how to drive on a stick.