..that is the question.
April 27, 2010 (Tuesday)
My car joined the family in 1994. This year it will be 16 years old. Several people have told me I need to get a new one. I suppose I do need one. The truth of the matter, however, is my problem with making decisions is keeping me from picking out one above all others to buy.
When I was a kid, I used to stand on the street corner with Troy or one of my other friends and identify the cars as they drove by. It was a fun game we played with each other, to see who would be the first to know what to call the car that was passing us on the street.
Most of the cars were black, and quite a few were older models, the kind that still sort of looked like a horse-drawn carriage without the horse. The year was around 1940 and the newest cars were beginning to look more streamlined. A kid in those days would have no problem in knowing the make and model of every car on the road.
Today it’s a different situation. There are so many brands and so much variety in models that you must have a book of some kind to know what you’re looking at and what it’s really like. Choices of all kinds present themselves to the prospective new car buyer. Every time I think I’ve narrowed my choices down, I think about that other car that has features I don’t think I can live without. So I put off a decision for another day.
I, therefore, keep driving my good old car. It’s quite comfortable and, even though it’s a large car, gets very good gas mileage.
Frankly, I love my old car. I could be like that guy that got buried in his luxury car, sitting in the drivers seat. As he was lowered, hands frozen to the fancy steering wheel , one of his buddies was heard to comment, “Man, that’s livin’!”