Friday: The Streak is over!!

For the first time in three weeks, I was able to drive to work on a Friday without Jeeves (my 1991 Olds 98) having a major ($300 +) mechanical problem! There will be a celebration tonight!


A little about Jeeves: It's named Jeeves because that's what my friends named it. They said it was because the car has "personality". I think they mean it looks like Jeeves might have been quite the first-class luxury motor car, suitable for attending opening night at the opera back in 1991. Maybe. But in 2006, it's worth $1500, which I paid in cash at a buy-here-pay-here place in Plant City that proudly advertises "We cater to migrant workers!". The door to the gas cap can only be opened by going into the trunk and hitting a release button. There's no CD player, tape deck or AM/FM radio. The digital clock is forever stuck on 1:00. AM or PM? Well, it doesn't really matter, now does it? The passenger's side rearview mirror now resides in the passenger seat since the airplane glue/peanut butter spackle compound it was held on with failed. And as mentioned previously, I've spent over $600 on it in the last two weeks.
With all that, it might sound like I hate Jeeves. In reality, nothing could be further from the truth. First of all, like the classic bumper sticker says, "Don't laugh. It's paid for". Jeeves is also not bad on gas, considering if Donald Trump commissioned a personal aircraft carrier, it would be about the same size. All four electric windows roll up and down, a necessity for any truly discerning drive-thru gourmand. And last but certainly not least, the air conditioning works, which as far as necessities in Florida go, ranks slightly above the ability to take in oxygen.