Posted by Joke at 2:48 PM
MsCellania posted at 3:16 PM, April 27, 2006
Oh for gosh sake. When you buy one of those cars you may as well import an Italian mechanic and ship him over with the car as you almost need live-in mechanic help. The smartest move my friends with the car afflication ever made was to hire a full-time, on-site mechanic. He also does property maintenance and is very stern with visiting teenagers - puts them to work mowing, etc. He makes a good enough salary that he purchased a yacht - and spends 2 months now sailing various bodies of sea water. And my friends pray they have no car woes during his well-deserved sabbatical every year. I have learned to visit while he is on site or I spend half the time running vehicles I am nervous as hell to drive to various motor works as one half of the friends do not drive a stick shift.
And do you wipe the brake dust off after every trip? Wash the garage floor more than the house? I thought so.
I keep saying cheaper than a mistress but I am beginning to wonder...
Joke posted at 3:34 PM, April 27, 2006
Cheaper in the sense that lawyer's fees, child support and alimony are not part of the calculus.
Richard the Italo-Jamaican wonder has no idea what he COULD charge. I take my cars to him RELIGIOUSLY every 8 weeks for an overall checkup.
Ask bb about my mania. I have more car care products than Poppy & Badger have cosmetic products COMBINED.
I luuuuurve my cars.
Sarah Louise posted at 3:56 PM, April 27, 2006
I can't laugh out loud, I'm in a library!
Joke posted at 4:21 PM, April 27, 2006
[glowering look]SHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH![/glowering look]
jujube posted at 4:31 PM, April 27, 2006
Joke, you have been HAD my friend.
and by someone who deals with KIDS all day for crying out loud.
Badger posted at 4:35 PM, April 27, 2006
I once got my kid's occupational therapist hooked on the homeopathic remedy we use for insomnia ovah heah. Does that count?
--erica posted at 5:57 PM, April 27, 2006
that is funny.
Poppy Buxom posted at 8:45 PM, April 27, 2006
Things are similar around here, except it's car talk with the dentist. Why someone who cruelly parts me from vast sums of money insists on talking non-stop about expensive playthings is beyond me, but he does. It's either that, or he talks about guitars and guitarists.
Do I look like someone suffering from a superabundance of testosterone? No, I do not. I suppose it's the amount of time I spend with the guy. He's starting to mistake me for his best friend. I should remind him I'm still only a patient.
blackbird posted at 8:14 AM, April 28, 2006
What makes you think I haven't discussed shoes with my pediatrician?