tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33226151.post3501138422569490824..comments2024-01-12T11:26:35.176-05:00Comments on Working Stiffs: The EndWorking Stiffshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03270595837074553752noreply@blogger.comBlogger7125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33226151.post-44453460141034004862010-06-25T14:26:17.375-04:002010-06-25T14:26:17.375-04:00There's an episode of Mythbusters where they d...There's an episode of Mythbusters where they destroy a car that was almost identical to my very first ride, a 1967 Sport Fury. It hurts me every time I see it crash into those Jersey Barriers.<br /><br />Other than that car, I've never been too attached to my vehicles. I was certainly glad to give up my 1976 Plymouth Volare Premere. <br /><br />I hope the ending was satisfying for you.Wilfred Bereswillhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03019217952304685255noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33226151.post-51714456789705756162010-06-25T11:35:17.054-04:002010-06-25T11:35:17.054-04:00My 1984 Beauville Van was "Bessie" and m...My 1984 Beauville Van was "Bessie" and my 1994 Safari Van was "Big Blue."<br /><br />I would occasionally see Bessie around town for several years after I sold her, for a few hundred dollars, in 2000. I always cheered when I saw her, driven by a handy man who loaded her down with various tools of his trade. I'm sure he had a knack as a mechanic to keep her on the road so long. <br /><br />Big Blue went to the junk yard last August in the cash-for- clunkers program. I didn't realize how attached I was, until the day came to drop her off and pick up our new Honda CR-V. I'm not sure if it's the actual memories of the vacations we took with all the kids, or the fact that I would get in it every day so that it became almost like the clothes I put on--almost like an extension of my body. Or at least something that becomes very personal about saying who I am. Maybe that's it--it tells the world a lot about me. --JBAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33226151.post-69227354742721768162010-06-25T09:52:22.357-04:002010-06-25T09:52:22.357-04:00Oops. Ignore that apostrophe in "its." I...Oops. Ignore that apostrophe in "its." I know it doesn't belong there!Joyce Tremelhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00498392016497131719noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33226151.post-84836542408900928092010-06-25T09:50:59.591-04:002010-06-25T09:50:59.591-04:00The only car I ever named was my ocean blue w/a wh...The only car I ever named was my ocean blue w/a white vinyl roof 1972 Buick Skylark. It's name was "Surf's Up."<br /><br />We keep our vehicles until the repairs cost more than the car is worth. I don't get attached because by that time, I can't wait to get a new one!Joyce Tremelhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00498392016497131719noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33226151.post-43965598590859390002010-06-25T09:34:53.312-04:002010-06-25T09:34:53.312-04:00Sorry about your loss, Laurissa! But I have to agr...Sorry about your loss, Laurissa! But I have to agree with Annette: you're becoming a mystery writer if you see everything in terms of dead bodies and the potential for foul play. <br /><br />Nancy, we've never had an appliance or car with an H-name. Or a pet, for that matter. Our first car was Francine. I don't name mine, but DH's current car is Lexi. She's a Lexus, so it makes sense. Francine was an Oldsmobile Delta 88 we bought for $300 back in 1992 and kept for about a year. If you say that most people use H-names, of course I believe you; I just never did, myself. I'm partial to J-names and R-names, at least for my imaginary friends AKA characters.Jennahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01442754671445893599noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33226151.post-65924145607374969962010-06-25T07:34:24.164-04:002010-06-25T07:34:24.164-04:00Why is it that we so often give names that being w...Why is it that we so often give names that being with "H" to cute, but inanimate objects? We called our pool sweeper Howard, and the pool man said nearly everybody he worked for used and "H" name, too. So I've gone an anecdotal study ever since---and it's true! <br /><br />Sorry about your car, Laurissa. I get very attached to cars, too. <br />Sniff!<br />NancyAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33226151.post-9412311697764567102010-06-25T07:13:17.680-04:002010-06-25T07:13:17.680-04:00We do get attached to our cars, don't we? Or i...We do get attached to our cars, don't we? Or is it really the memories they signify? <br /><br />Oh, Laurissa, you're really starting to see the world as a mystery writer now...picturing dead bodies everywhere you go. LOL!Annettehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02755947919433555176noreply@blogger.com