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Jetta, still going...

Mel has been on me to sell the Jetta. She has promised motors for Dinghies, money for Melon-toys, even money for that pinky ring I've been eyeing...

But no. I do nothing.

Mel cleaned it, vacuumed, washed the inside, the whole shebang. Me? I do nothing.

In truth, I fear selling it. The Jetta is my wobby. Here is why:
  1. both kids were brought home from their respective hospitals in this fine ride.
  2. We drove across the US and back in her. She's seen NYC, LA, the grand canyon, moab, Texas, route 66 and points in between.
  3. If she is gone, I really need my job as we can't live with just one car. 3 is much better.
  4. Reagan could drive it when she is old enough. Hmm, if my parents did that, I'd have been tooling around in a 1969 Buick, the chicks would have flocked to me...
  5. It looks good in the parking lot, makes a handy car if one of ours should go in the shop.
In truth, the Jett has been a good friend. Sure, we've had our ups and downs (fan dying in Vegas, wouldn't start in the rain in VT, 20mph going up the Rockies pulling a trailer of stuff), but definitely more ups...

**THIS JUST IN...**

Apparently someone from PIXAR is a TFtBM fan and offered to buy the car above. Seems "Jett" is slated for Cars 2, and will be playing itself: Otto Von Volkswagen (its real name, I swear), an over-the-hill, retired German that is cranky in the morning and cold, dislikes hills and truth be told, changing gears is iffy. Kinda sounds like my Dad... Ha!

Comments

Anonymous said…
I don't know whether to admire your mastery of Photoshop or be appalled at the amount of time you devote to it.
12:41 PM
The Big Melon said…
I appreciate your admiration and unfortunately agree with your appaulation (which is a cool new word I just made up).

It really is one of those things where if you don't use it, you forget how... I actually learn something everytime I futz with it...
12:56 PM
Anonymous said…
Adrian wants to ride in Lightning the Jet ... You can't get rid of it now.

Noj nOj noJ
5:24 PM
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