Saturday with the windows open

So, yesterday I went through this townhouse that we're going to start marketing. It was a model home, and it was beautifully decorated.

I had avowed earlier that I was going to spend time today cleaning up around here; now, I feel more like pitching everything out. Substantially everything I have in here looks old, broken, cheesy and cheap. Yurg.

I've been throwing out stuff today that is just plain broken. Keeping picture frames for years that you intend to get re-glazed is a good way to drive yourself nuts.

Been getting stuff up off the floors, getting it tucked away (electrical cords, mostly) and such. Waiting for the sun to move past the roof of the house to go out front and weed/rake.

Tuesday turmoil

So, last night I'm reading (gingerly, because they're savage over on this site) on the VW Vortex forum about .. well, Phaetons, of course. And there's an article online that says VWoA is going to start importing the 2008 Phaeton (now that VW is no longer under VW management, the Porsche people are thinking big, it seems.)

In the to-ing and fro-ing of "will they or won't they" I find a picture of a Phaeton (two, really) in Papillon Silver Heliochrome .. which I dutifully reproduce for you here.



It's silver, it's gold, it's coppery, it's ... a color shifter! And I love it.

Had a glorious conversation with a woman from GM Executive today.

First, she has invited me to take my car to a different Pontiac dealer at my own expense for evaluation and repair, and if it is found by the new dealer that the old dealer failed to complete warranty repairs properly, then they'll consider reimbursing me. But they won't tell the new dealer that this is a failed warranty repair; they seem to thing that would be "wrong."

She kept saying "well, you have to cooperate for us to do anything to help you."
I kept saying "you're not offering to help me at all"

Never again with the GM. Never ever.

Links Links Links

Paul Krugman article about the GOP and how they've been angling for putting government in a vise for 47 years.

Article about the fallacy of our inflation numbers.

I'm off of here in just another twenty minutes to go pick up Jackie.

Have we gotten to a place where

If someone's a privileged, wealthy, conservative evangelist, we can count on their hands in the cookie jar, sex outside the norm and/or political perfidy?

At Oral Roberts University, we have all three.

It's okay, though, God told Richard Roberts that everything was o-kay.

Back from the Birthday

Back from hanging out in Dallas for the weekend. The drive home was amazing in its smoothness and speed. We left the gas station (according to the receipt) at 2:45, and arrived in the garage at 6:30. On the ride home, the average recorded fuel economy exceeded 19 for the first time, then 20. I took a picture.



I have a bunch of stuff to upload, pictures of all of the stuff we did - nothing earth shattering. Just relaxing. Today, we went to the Texas State Fair, and looked at the car show. Had fun with the Jeep product specialist:

Jeep is advertising their new TDI in the Grand Cherokee; using a picture of the previous generation vehicle. The Jeep product specialist came over and asked if I had any questions. So I asked him why they were doing this. He was truly derailed. I said "You asked if I had any questions." He says "about the vehicles on the floor." It was fun watching his train thunder off into the weeds.

Dallas is quite the city.

I've tonight read the BEST discussion of "Atlas Shrugged," an oppressively long intellectual masturbation that I read about eight years ago and, upon finishing, remarked "what crap."

We watched "Casino Royale" last night. WHOA. What a movie.

Now, I have a new car that I want. It's SO COOL.

I have lots more to commit here to posterity, but I must to bed. I'm tired.