**crunch**

So I'm sitting in my car fiddling with my bag when all of a sudden I hear a crunch, and get jarred over a foot. I whip my head around in time to see and feel a big white POS disentangling it's self from the side of my car.

OK, so I'm a little pissed. I get out of the car and inspect the damage while the other driver finishes parking (badly I might add), and find that the lower part of my rear passenger door is partially caved in and pretty scratched up.

I knew immediately that I wasn't going to file a claim. The $300 dollars or so I would get to fix the door (or buy a Wii, lets be realistic) would be quickly erased by the fact that my insurance would go up by $25 a month.

The other driver finished her inexpert parking and brought out her insurance papers and asked if I wanted to trade info. I said no, and told her that it would just fuck up my insurance,but If she wanted to give me something to help compensate for the damage that would be great. I let her know I wasn't very happy about the side of my car looking like shit, but there wasn't much I could do about it.

She then proceeded to put her info back in the car, gather up the other people in her car and leave. She did not apologize, did not say another word just walked away, glaring at me.

It's not liked I yelled, it's not like I called her any names. I swore a little, and showed that I was unhappy. She just slinked away like a fucking coward. If I wasn't in the car, I'm fairly sure she would have took off with out leaving a note.

Bunch of fucking savages in this town.

Car Decor

I'm not able to leave a car unadorned.

I don't think I've ever not had a bumper sticker or decal of some sort. From my VW that had Dead Kennedys and Ministry decals, to the Hyndai that had about 12 things on it ranging from a Jack Kirby sticker to a Darwin fish, to the dead blue hulk out front that has Browncoat decals, a Red Sox sticker (might try and save that one, it being the official 2007 pre-season sticker), and other assorted bits and bobs.

This new car will be no exception. An order was placed last night with Dagon Industries for the following two items:






They should get here in about a week or so, and will be on the car within minutes of being received.

The shocking part of this is that the Cthulhu Fish wasn't even my idea. My ever patient and loving partner suggested I get one, and once I figured out who was selling them, it was all over but the waiting. The Miskatonic plate frame on the other hand, was pure impulse.

We'll need to decorate a bit more I think. Any suggestions?

Vroom

Our new car:



As our best friends said when they saw it, "It's like a squished version of your old car, only brown"


Revel in it's fuel efficient glory. Now I just need to get used to driving a stick again.

Keep your psuedopods crossed

A car might have been found. 1990 Honda Civic 4 door wagon. It seems to be in good shape, but I'm taking it to my mechanic in an hour or so to have him take a look at it. More info soon

More info: NOW!

We are the proud owners of the car mentioned above. Photos and more tomorrow.

New Glasses

Finally:



Now if I could just find a new (to us) car. Anybody got a good used Honda they'd care to part with for around 2 grand?

The Machine Jihad

Our machines have turned against us.

You all know our tale of major appliance woe from the last couple of months, but now there is more.

It started a few days ago when the lawn mower just up and died. No warning, just stopped. No big deal, we just borrowed the neighbor's for the time being and moved on with our lives.

Today, the car died, and not just the little deaths that cars sometimes have and recover from, but a big scary death with gushing oil, smoke and what is most likely a cracked block. We can not afford to buy a car, but we must have a car. It is a conundrum, to say the least.

We do have temporary transportation for a couple of days (thank you, thank you, thank you Erich & Sara), but we need to figure out what's next beyond that.

This many things going belly up in the last two months can only mean one thing: Jihad.

The mower was only two years old and showed no hint that it was about to fail. The car, while a bit past it's prime, has given us no trouble. It was a bit overdue for an oil change, it's true, but no lights came on, no warning was issued, it just blew. Thankfully we where pulling up to a friend's house when it went south so we were in no real danger, but that doesn't change the fact that we now have no car.

The machines are out to get us in some Matrix/Terminatoresque fashion. Fear for us, and for yourselves, for they will strike when you least expect it.

Good times and mildly broke

Things have been busy, but pretty good. Sadimac's been working on about five different things, and I'm still doing well at BLB01. Our only boondoggle is our bank accounts.

Through a combination of some vet bills, my brief unemployment, then part time employment and other factors have left us kind of broke. With the economy as it is, we're far from alone in this, but it still makes me cringe when I have to pay the bills every month.

In the spirit of this, I would like to get a different car. The Volvo, while safe and mostly dependable, is a bit of a gas hog. This clashes both with my environmental concerns, and my desire to spend less money on gas. We're getting about 18 to 22 mpg right now, and that burns to much dinosaur and money for my taste.

Since we're broke, does anybody have a gas efficient four door they want get rid of?