P.S. I was, and still am, completely grateful for the Lynx of Love. It was a gift, free of charge to a broke-ass teenager.

I was grateful even when the Lynx left me stranded at 3 a.m. on a backwoods country road, forcing me to hitchhike twice to safety.

The only car which I've ever purchased with my own money is my 1993 "Cayman Green" (that's what the salesman said) Ford Escort. You never hear about Motion Picture heroes or rock and roll badasses driving around in Escorts. You know why, cause it's impossible to swagger in a fucking hatchback.Yet another dream of coolness bites the dust.

*sigh*

I'm a lameass. I revel in it. And I've got an extensive collection of Ballantine caps with the puzzles on 'em to keep me busy and out of trouble.

I think I'll use that as an excuse for my actions from now on. "That's nothing, Brittney ran over me once with her piece of shit car."

I'll bet you a quarter Dubya uses it in the State of the Union address...

"To those who object to this adminstration starting World War III, I say quit yer bitchin'. Brittney ran over me once with her piece of shit car."

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