According to the website theyr'e starting at $11,590.

First of all, thanks to everybody for the kind wishes on our anniversary. My first marriage was almost 10 years and felt like 100. This one is 17 years along and it feels like we met yesterday.

On another note, one of my shipmates aboard USS Elmer Montgomery was Tom Bridgewood, who served on the White House Honor Guard when Nixon quit. I can't find the relevant footage of Nixon boarding the heckamalopter, but Tom is the 1st sailor in line on the left as Dick boards the chopper for the last time. I said to him when he told me that:

"I'll bet that was the MOST satisfying moment of YOUR naval career."

He told me, the guard were all muttering things to Nixon like:

"Don't forget to write."

"If you're in the neighborhood, be sure to drop by."

"You know, The White House gives TOURS these days."

"Don't be such a stranger."

yeah, as I said, when I visited the dealership in Glendale last year, the window stickers listed the HIGHEST MSRP on the top of the line model at $15k. Then there was a mark up by the dealer, their own sticker, that put it up to $35k. I'll let you know after this weekend if the situation is the same now that they're distributing directly.

Evidence indicates otherwise.




(or perhaps you're referring to an earlier post?)

I have an asshole streak a mile wide.

I usually hide it, but there are those who bring it out.

Just buy new undies. If you get the dark ones nobody will be able to tell when you leave a streak in them. And tell those who keep bringing them out to stay the hell out of your underwear drawer.

ewww.

-or-

Don't we all... ?
The key is knowing how to deal with it, Ichisan.

WTF IS THAT SUPPOSED TO MEAN? YOU SAYIN' I DON'T KNOW HOW TO HANDLE IT? JUST WHO TF DO YOU....

Oh, wait, I was being an asshole right then, huh? Wow, I see what you mean. Sneaked right up on me. Damn.

Nevermind.

My brother recently bought a new one from the dealer and paid about $14K after adding air conditioning.

Wiley Coyote is another. He never let it get him down when the roadrunner blew his face up. Bugs Bunny is in a class by himself, that's who I'm probably most like in real life. I think they both liked to take the pot!!!

I'm a big fan of the Looney Tunes/WB cartoons. You can learn a lot from Bugs Bunny about how to deal with life. Some of the most interesting ones are also some of the most politically incorrect ones from the 1930s and '40s. They give you a lot of insight in the cultural values and attitudes in those days.

Grew up on Bugs Bunny- can't get enough...

Um, ok, I have a fear of running into people I know at the grocery store or otherwise shopping/errand running...not cuz I think I'm super popular or anything, I just really hate it...
Of course it happens sometimes and no, I don't run screaming I just wanna crawl under the shelving, that's all...

xoxoxox

Me too! And I have been the voice for several product commercial campaigns!

I was conditioned out of wetting the bed at age nine.

Yeah, it's called your first pee hardon.

I have once been called the most handsome man alive!



(it was me who said it)

EdKay--lol, funny.

I think Lynn Samuels is f'n hilarious.

I love Lynn, I emaile her one time and I got an expletive laden reply that I laughed at for days, she signed it-- Fuckin'A, Lynn

I almost shot my eye out and have the .22 brass casing and a scar to prove it!

She's off on the Obama/Hillary-MIGHT-STILL-be-the-nominee bit, but seriously, I stay in my rental car just to listen to her.

Yeah, I have a 10 DVD collection of WB and other animation that has been previously banned and probably still is.

Very enlightening, especially to see how little attitudes have changed, and what little it takes for those ideas to come out again.

I have a collection of "Banned" cartoons too. And I like to watch them for the same reason.

I won "Mr. Chicken Legs" at a "Sexy Legs" competition on my last cruise.

Who?

Even though I've never entered competition in that department, I do fit that bill. My legs are sticks with giant knees.

Me too! When I was eight I almost lost my eye playing cowboys & indians with pellet guns!!

When I was about 7 years old I was standing in my parents carport. A bullet flew in and hit the concrete in front of me, then bounced off the wooden wall behind me, then ricocheted off the steel garbage can beside me, and finally hit me square in the forehead. It startled the heck out of me but didn't leave a scratch.

Geez! You're damn lucky to be alive! I thought I was lucky not having drowned when I was 4-5 and decided to walk across the river where my family was fishing (I got pretty far before they noticed I was gone). You definitely beat me in the luck department!

Hey, Stoon, premised on what I learned at the link you provided, yesterday I dropped by my local dealer. These things are GREAT! The problem now is that there' virtually impossible to get. Every single one they have is "sold." There are VERY occasionally vehicles that are built, and the buyer has changed their mind. These are called "orphans," and they are sold in a couple of phone calls to the next name on a waiting list that dates back up to a year.

An interesting little twist. If the "orphan" is not the color the waiting buyer hoped for, they can pay $900 for black or white and $1200 for all other colors, and every colored panel on the vehicle is removed and replaced with panels of the desired color. The buyer than takes home the panels in the unwanted colors and is free to sell them, hold them for later use - whatever.

I saw a Smart Car with a shade of neon green at the parking lot of the Co-op on Saturday. I love the car, but that particular shade is ew.

Who really cares about colors, it's the performance of the car that matters. For some reason the cheapest pick up truck is always white, (well I know why) so I always buy the white one. Except when it's a used one then it's just as cheap, hence my current green truck, and hey it's green!!!

Eh, I always figure that, when you're spending $15,000 or more on ANYTHING, if there's a choice in the colors available, it's reasonable to go with a color you like. Except when you're buying people. THAT would be racism, and it's wrong to select the person you buy premised on their color. But inanimate objects, sure.

Oh, in dogs, too. If you're paying $15k for a dog, you should get it in any damned color you want.

Yes, and it should match your couch so that when they shed, no one notices.

I'd like a dog in plaid, like a flannel shirt

You have the perfect plaid dog, if you just add together all the different breeds you have.

I bought a Ford Ranger 4X4 2001 with the 4 liter OHC. Brand new off the floor it was 35,000. This is insane. I picked it up in 2004 for 15,000 out the door. 20 miles to the gallon, I wont ever get stuck on job sites where I have been locked in due to people that got stuck. Drive right up to the job site and breakout my laptop and watch the guys work while I type away. This is the best part, IT IS BLUE with black trim. My dream truck. It is also my office. I have put job sites on their knees with this truck and my laptop. I was on the biggest hospital in the world. The contractors refused to give me a copy of the paperwork they were working off of. So I grabbed my bag of computer, walked onto the job site, right up to where they were working, broke out a scanner, and scanned everything, they shit their pants. My boss laughed his ass off, he had never seen anything like it. I printed everything I scanned and chased them all over that damn building.

RL-- I love stories like that, I'd have to move to Cali to relate them all to you because we don't have enough thread space here to discuss it, well done!!!!

As a fourth-generation Native Californian, I HATE the term "Cali". You guys know that NO native Californians call it that... anywhere... ever... not one. But then, my Athenian sister-in-law summed it up best.

And yet we here in the Midwest, don't care. We like to make fun of California because we don't have nice weather year round, we have mosquitoes so large and so mean they carry off dogs the size of Labradors and we are tougher for it.

Right Tap!

Right on RM, hey Ishmael, I was actually being lazy and didn't want to type the whole word out, but Rottmoms right, the bugs up here are nutzy cookoo, but at least there's no Black Widows, and scorpians, and rattlesnakes, well there are rattlers, little puny things called the Massasagua, 10" long tops.

I have a scar on my right forearm from where I burned myself with the popcorn pan!

Lila--I have a small scar on my forehead from when a Jiffy Pop Popcorn thing exploded in my little boy face, while my Grandma watched in horror.

I have a small scar on the corner of my upper eye lid where I got hit in the head by an old wooden swing with those heavy lead corners while swinging my little brother in the school playground. Some kid kept running in front of the swing teasing me while I yelled at him to get out of the way before he got hit. Then I stepped in front of him to protect him and I got hit.

He was one freaked out little boy for a while. He kept crying and saying that he killed me. No stitches though, it bled worse than it was and I had a black eye for a while.

RM--That reminds me of the time Jim Wilke, my pastors unruly kid, decided he was gonna go all the way around on the playground swing, never mind that it was on asphalt, you know back in the days of tough kids and ignorant parents, well he went up pretty high, didn't make it around, he hit the pause at the top and fell out of the swing and landed on his knees and fore head, ripped it wide open. Blood everywhere, paramedics, stitches, and NO LAWSUIT!!! Imagine that today, boy how times have changed, of course Jim Wilke hasn't, he's still an asshole.

Yeah, imagine that, no lawsuit. Actually, once my mom was told by the kid's mom (they lived closer to the school than my grandma did which is were mom was at) that I was fine she just gave me a glare and told me I was stupid for stepping in front of the swing.

RM-- Sounds just like my mom, I was always wrong, no matter what. I had a teacher punch me in 8th grade and she asked me what I did, nice. She wonders why I don't trust her, well why should I?

My mom had a rough life and I think she wanted me to be tough just in case I ended up in her situation. I think the only thing I ever did that pleased her was not get married. I really think my mom was proud that I was independent enough to live life on my own.

Hey, I'll drive a pink one if you will.