Why won't people leave my car alone? I don't know what it is but my dilapadated jalopy is always being messed with. I've lived in my neighborhood just over three years. The first month after moving in, my antennae was snapped off. A couple weeks later the lock on my trunk was broken. I figured someone was trying to break into the trunk, couldn't get in so the lock was jammed out of frustration. That lock has been jammed three more times ove the last couple years. Not such a big deal but it costs about $100 every time I have to replace it. My window has been cracked and the hubcaps stolen. I don't understand why anyone would want to the hubcaps - they were the original cheap plastic covers that snapped into place.

It's not like I drive an expensive car - it's now sixteen years old. I can't remember the last time I washed it - I'm afraid to. The only thing holding the car together is the dirt and grime. I will drive that car until it falls apart underneath me. Lately someone has been bending the front end license plate. I should say folding...whoever it is keeps folding the left side of the plate towards the middle. I don't know if someone is trying to send me a message...what could the messege be? Don't park here...move out...your car is ugly...your guess is as good as mine. I don't really care if they mess with the car. Yes, it's convenient when I need to get out of town but lately the only time I drive the car is to move it for opposite side of the street parking rules. Other than driving to Queens for New Year's Eve, I haven't gone anywhere in months. Perhaps I should just get rid of the car all together.

That car has served me well. I've driven to St. Louis and back twice, three round trips to Florida, trips to numerous to count to the Poconos, to Boston, DC, Virginia and many other places I can't remember right at the moment. Yes, lots of wonderful memories.

Anyone want a car?

As always,
TOO