and the beast. Last October I stopped by an Infiniti dealer on my way home to visit my folks. I'd been there before, to check out Infiniti's beautiful G35 coupe. It was always to look, but not touch...as Wayne Campbell once said, "One day, she will be mine. Oh yes, she will be mine." This particular day though, I got a bug in my ear and thought it would be funny just to right then and there get the car, then see the look on my parent's face when I rolled in. I know, makes no sense. In case you are keeping track, I won't make a $5 bet with someone, but I will buy a new car as a practical joke.
Anyway, this mother of all impulse purchases wasn't the most practical of cars, especially from a hiker's point of view. So, finally tired of renting cars and bumming rides just to get to the woods, I decided that every good looking girl needs an ugly step-sister. Announcing the newest member of the Rhoades' family, I call her "the ex-girlfriend".
You see like a girlfriend, there are definately some plusses that attract you: new radiator, tires, roof-rack, windshield, stereo, amp, full size spare, and a 4" lift. But like an ex, there's a lot of wear (219k miles), you never know when she's going to go crazy, and she smells like a wet dog.
So, I'm hoping for a sort of dsyfunctional relationship. I hope she's well enough to get me where I'm going - and more importantly - get me back from where I went. We'll see...