OK, when last we discussed cars, I was thinking that a VW would be nice. You guys all pretty much turned me around with regards to that, so now I think they suck. Woot for having malleable opinions!!
In a decision that would shock and anger the me of 6 months ago, I’m kinda thinking those Chargers make a bit of sense. They’re somewhat roomy, they certainly have some sort of curb appeal, and they go fast. In a hurry. I mean, all cars go fast, but this seems to be one of those fast off the line things.
Problem is, the damn thing doesn’t fit any of my earlier criteria.
It only comes in manual. I mean, it has that stickomatic thing, but what the hell good is that? Its like drinking o’douls or something.
The gas mileage sucks. The Hemi engine’d one is measured by gallons to the mile, as I understand, and the more conservative 6 cyl 3.7 engine gets something like 19 in the city. Not too exciting there.
Dodge reliability sucks balls. I’ve never heard anything good about Dodge transmissions. On a related note, Bullet tells me that the resale value for Dodges is poor.
Its a hair expensive. Used, I’d be putting about 20k into it, which isn’t outside the range of possibilities, but would get me back into a higher payment. Again, not what I’m paying for the van here, and about what I figured the VW would cost, but still more than I’d like, which is if it were free. Like, if somebody with a dealership told me that this one “fell off the truck”, and is mine for, say, 50 bucks and some web design.
Yes, that’d be wicked cool.
But in that world, waterfalls would flow with honey. People would fall up. Everybody would dance to where they’re going, instead of walk. I would have rocket shoes, and, because of that, wouldn’t need a car.
Yep, all sorts of things would be different.
Hmm….
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My enthusiasm for the car situation has dimmed somewhat, as it has for moving, and everything else. The idea of change isn’t the balm that it was a week ago. The tidal pulls of my emotions are massive and quick, and that takes some getting used to, for sure.
Perhaps next week I’ll be wanting to join a French mime college? Who knows? Its weird in here.
The idea of keeping doing things the way they are seems way too hard, tho. Thats the problem. Going to the same old job (although I was recently told about an opportunity for a higher paying job with the company, I turned it down because I don’t think I’d be able to apply myself worth a damn), driving the same old cars, taking the boys to the same old schools, it sounds really hard.
However, as I sat on the back porch, I was thinking about how much I like that weird little town, Oak Ridge, and how much I’d hate to lose what we’ve built in there.
Hell, who knows. Where I was excited by the realm of possibilities open to me, now I just get discouraged and angry. I’d love for BJ to be here to tell me what to do, because she was smarter than I. Problem was, her answer was always “whatever you want to do”.
I can just pretend she’s saying that now, for all the good it was!