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Saturday night, staying home, sipping wine, reading Barron's. This morning the paperboy delivered IBD instead of the WSJ, but I didn't bother to call in and complain....

Funny, I'm sitting here sipping on Dr, Pepper.
Admittedly, though, wine, in the right quantities, is much better for you.
BTW...maybe that paperboy knows something you don't know, brother Hugh.
 
Quote from BSAM:

But, back on this auto thing...
What's the most miles any of you ever had on a vehicle?

Had a 1995 Mits Galant that I used for courier work years ago. It was up to about 220K when I got rid of it, it had a problem that would have prevented it from passing smog. I took it to several different mechanics, no one could diagnose it. One shop had it all day and I called a few minutes prior to closing to see what the status was. They said one of the mechanics would bring in a fog machine from home to try to diagnose what they believed was a vacuum leak somewhere. I told them to forget about it and bought a new car.
 
I wouldn't win a mileage contest. NiN's 150K on a '91 Park Avenue is pretty impressive. Apples to Oranges to compare that with a Toyota or Honda.
 
One last car story.

During college, I drove my Dad's 1971? 4-door Buick Skylark. It was a huge car, tons of metal and probably got less than 10mpg around town.

One day, I was parked on the side of the road, looking at my work, organizing my backpack, and getting ready to go to class.

Some idiot slammed into the back of it. It felt like somebody shoved me pretty hard.

The Buick had a football size dent in the bumper. But the car that hit me was totally destroyed. It was some little Datsun or something and had its engine shoved back nearly into the passenger compartment.

I looked in the side mirror and saw the door open, and the poor girl crawled out and lay in the road. Some images you never forget.

She said that she had dropped her lipstick or something stupid like that. Apparently, she forgot about watching where she was going. She was OK, just bruised up pretty badly and in shock.

The Buick was drivable, but the frame was bent and it never drove the same again.

This picture looks a lot like it so maybe it was a late '60s model. It doesn't do justice to the sheer size of the beast.

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For the first time since I poisoned myself accidentally four weeks ago, I went to the gym today. The weather is beautiful, so I'm feeling better than I have in a long time. It's a shame you have to be so sick as to be near death before you can appreciate the small things in life.
 
Brother Hugh, just go to Balboa Park and go watch the bird show at the zoo and enjoy all the animals.
You will feel better.
 
Quote from BSAM:

Brother Hugh, just go to Balboa Park and go watch the bird show at the zoo and enjoy all the animals.
You will feel better.

Wanna know something weird? In the almost 30 years that I've lived in San Diego, I've never been to the zoo or the Wild Animal Park.
 
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