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I'm nearing that tipping point on the GTI. At 17 years, it needs some TLC. The next new car will be my wife's choice, and may not be as much fun. So I'm considering keeping it, too. I could drop about $5K, really make it nice, doesn't need to be a daily driver. Of course, if I sell it and add that to the $5K, I could pick up a fun little late 60 british sports car or a muscle car to play with. And to confuse the issue, daughter's new car is due in next week, the Passat will be sitting around, I could drive that whilst working on the GTI........... Many options, nothing is miminent

This guy predicted the biggest snowstorm since Noah in the winter. Not a flake. Well, he was, but no snow actually fell at all, it was a beautiful day, net even cold.

They got the Pilsner and Stout glasses wrong, but you should know better than to trust a chart that lists "Craft Beers" as a style.

We had one around here who screwed up a snowcast so bad he actually had to quit and move out of town.

I was on the other end of that with the stupid air pumped Passat. Girl who was selling it was upset, it ran like crap, had a bunch of codes, more noises, screwed up attempt at custom paint, crappy chrome wheels...... she was sick of her BF trying to make it cool and screwing it up worse. I know enough about VWs to know what it needed, so I gave her $3K (blue book was $8K), put 2 weekends and $1K into it. After the bus backed into the door and the bus company wrote me a check for the $2500 estimate, I slapped on a junkyard door, new wheels, and a Maaco paint job in a nice metallic pearl blue. A win for both of us!

My wife finally showed up to watch my hockey game last night. She said it was far more entertaining than pro hockey! And just to make sure I would't feel good about how the team looked, she was quick to point out that it was because we were so much slower she could follow the puck easier, and it was quite amusing the way everyone passes to the other team. And I was about to ask her to help out selling jersey ads.

well, probably because simple me makes it complicated. VW is still living in the 80's by putting these stupid air injection pumps on their cars. 10 pounds and hundreds of dollars destined to fail. Like it did on the Passat. Engine light on, Pump was full of water, which means it seized the pump and the Kombi valve was also toast. New pump, but I can save money by just CLEANING the valve. With a solvent that ruins the valve. So 2 weeks later the light's back on and I'm back under the hood changing the valve. Another 2 weeks, light's on. Theses relays go bad sometimes, pop a new one in. It's right near the fuse, so a quick check, that looks fine. Another week, another light. A couple days of checking every hose, wire, vacuum line, solenoid, did the new relay die? Hey, look at that - an actual ohmmeter says the fuse IS bad. *&&*%^%&**! It's all good now. No - wait - the dash says "check brake pads". What's that scraping sound? All this just so I can sell this thing when the kid's new car comes in!

Did I pass?

Morning wake up pushups, bike to work, later I'll bike home and I have a hockey game tonight. Oh, and I've been doing extra right mouse clicks today, you know, for muscular balance.

I guess we'll be finishing up this discussion in an other area of the forums.........

OK, so update, recent changes: Oldest daughter learned how to use cauls and make rabbet joints this weekend. Rumor has it she has a boyfriend (finally), but she has not said much about whatever-his-name-might-be. She's rather intimidating for any guy who's not confident or fearless, and had a pretty rough breakup a few years back, so this is good news. My wife thinks the daughter in law is pregnant - no reason to think it, but what reason does a desperate not yet a grandmother need? She is starting her dissertation, so the timing might be right. Youngest is buying her first car.

Target has promised not to do Christmas before Thanksgiving. I may do all my shopping there til December

nice story! Unless, of course, 20 years from now Alyssa Milano has to make hashtag about you.

Services are taxable. Although I think there's a loophole for self-service.

Not chocolate - cocoa. cocoa is not just for baking anymore. So guess what I put in my pumpkin soup yesterday?

There's a list, but all due to injury, not age. The age part comes in with the increased recovery time.

so if I am out of state and pay for their live webcam feed, do I have to pay sales tax?

When I worked at McDonalds I had to load and circulate stock in the freezer. That was pretty cool.

I bet no witches fly into that tree tomorrow

More than once, but there was this time..... Stopped for a light, unclipped my right. There was a log, about fireplace sized, in the shoulder. So I shuffled up and kicked it out of the way with my right foot. Turns out it was mostly hollow and my kick was way too hard for meeting no resistance. Right leg flying up in the air, leaned me over the clipped in left foot, slow motion to a landing in front of the first car in line. Judging from the honking, there were cyclists in a few of those cars. My wife prided herself in never taking the fall. We rode the inaugural Bicycling Magazine Fall Classic. At the finish, she rode directly into the semicircle of assembled Bicycling writers and celebrity pro riders and stopped without unclipping. They weren't laughing so hard they couldn't help her up.

280ZX? Kind of sad that in that era, it had to be modified to hit 135.......... Modded my '80 Challenger enough to catch 135 a few times. Exhilerating! Totally unlike the time I launched my '73 Cutlass on a bridge at 120. Barely missed the concrete median on the landing. No damage to anything but the driver and passenger seat cushions. That was the beginning of the end of my street racing.

Did a couple SCCA classes, took a course then was a trainer for our safe driving class that was given to our sales and service people at work. I asked my insurance company if there was any discounts I could get. None. But a discount applies if the kid takes a class with some geriatric ex-Walmart greeter who sleeps for the 6 hours.

I am afraid dinner tonight will be hot dogs. Hoping they don't explode.

For all the years Conner Barwin played in Philly, he never had a car. Biked or public transportation to practice and games.

So now his car will get stolen.........