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Man, this is a Slack channel I’d love to be part of. My last job didn’t use Slack and I’m sure wouldn’t have been this cool, if it did. Carry on you wayward sons and daughters.
In the ’80s, the BBC did a documentary on John Coltrane. In it, the interviewer talked with his cousin Mary in Philadelphia. She was relating a conversation that Trane had with Miles in the late ’50s when he was in Miles’ group. Trane was famously intense about playing. Purportedly he said to Miles that sometimes he just didn’t know how to stop playing, and Miles repsonded, “Try taking that motherfucker out of your mouth”
David, it’s time to take that motherfucker out of your mouth! No more Jeeps! At least until the kid is like five or something.
I love
oldclassic full-size Jeeps, but…free?? There were reasons that I didn’t put a price on that old sofa when I decided to get rid of it; I can only imagine what might be going on with this XJ.The only way I can think to justify DT getting another jeep is for him to road trip it back to LA, fix it as he goes, and get trench foot along the way.
I’ve loved David’s adventures over the years, but the bad-discission-buying shtick is getting ready old.
Honestly, I probably won’t read more of them. I’ve read the same thing before; multiple times.
How about some articles about fixing what you have?
What happened to the red Jeep with the cats, and the “ultimate Jeep spare tire holder”?
Fixing and selling a vehicle would be a new and exciting twist, and I would read.
“Say no like a grown-up” sent me.
Where in VA? I can go look maybe?
Just a little rust, looks at video showing a giant hole on drivers side floor pan.
Geez, you live in a rust free area now. You don’t have time for your current project car, let alone a rusty heap on the east coast.
And Homer beat their brains out.
I have the solution. You know those guys who lead secret lives with separate families and kids? And then one day little Timmy stumbles on a pic on the internet with dad and his second family? This is kind of the same thing except with cars! Just buy the thing and don’t tell Elise. And keep it stashed somewhere on the east coast. And when you’re traveling out here for business you have fun with the dumpy XJ. If Elise ever finds out just be honest and tell her you couldn’t help it. It’s better than actually cheating on her with another woman. And then you show her those horror stories with those men with alternate lives. She might actually feel pity for you. Or she’ll be angry and then you will need to prove a token of your true love. Then you sell the gold i3 and buy her some jewelry or spa membership or something. I think that should work.
I’m with Adrian.