I saw one of those. [ETA: Versa] Looked nice. Since I decided to buy all I do on walks is check out cars.) I have a bias for VWs and Audis because I grew up with them and feel like I understand them in a way I don't other cars. I checked out the Matrix but new is above my comfort level and I didn't see much in the way of used.
Pick up is a big consideration for me. The whole 0 - 60 thing. It drives me batshit if a car is straining when I accelerate. And handling. I need strong HP. (I don't think Scola let go of the handhold the entire time we drove to Madison.)
Beyond that, a hatchback with a big enough hatch for that to be the dog's place would be good. That aside, a 4-door sedan is what I want. Heated seats are pretty close to a must-have, which skews European. Sunroof would be great. Nice shape is also a consideration.
Trudy, those awesome curtains include the gothy motif which Jilli doesn't like...
Oh, I know which curtains those are! The spider in them is tiny/stylized enough that it doesn't set off my twitching.
ION, the Adam Lambert concert last night was all sorts of fun, and HMOG, he is gorgeous.
I hear he's delightfully tall in addition to being sparkley, snakey-hipped, and slutty.
I hear he's delightfully tall in addition to being sparkley, snakey-hipped, and slutty.
Good god allmighty. I just ... wow. I spent most of the concert gaping in delighted glee.
Brenda, you've pretty much described a Subaru Outback as your perfect car.
Oh, Connie. That is of teh suck. Much ~ma for your sister.
Brenda you would also do really good in a BMW Five series wagon. The cars are built like tanks and tend to last forever so you can buy one at a great savings that is a few years old. They handle like a dream and have a ton of space and power. I purchased my 3 series with almost 50,000 miles on it and it felt like it was brand new.
Urgh, fuck cancer. A coworker died yesterday. I only worked with her for about four months before the doctors realised that her bad leg was being caused by a brain tumour. She’d been in a hospice in London since, and then a few weeks ago went home to Ireland.
They’ve already promoted someone to take on her duties, but are also hiring a new person too; she’d been doing the work of two people for ten years or so, apparently.
Mostly I’m sad that I didn’t know her better.
In less thread-killingly sad-making news - I'll be going to my first baseball game when we're in Boston in August. There's a day game on G's birthday, which is a Wednesday, which is apparently all the fates aligning because that never happens, or something.
Apparently it's like cricket in that I can drink beer the whole time, but not like cricket because I'm not allowed to chat through the whole thing.
