Seriously! My commutes are well within a 60 km range almost everywhere in the city. The few times a year that we do a road trip, we could easily rent.

I didn’t get my driver’s license until I was 26 (well, learner’s at 26, first driving test passed at 27). Lived in the city, both of my parents hated driving, and I was also a passenger in multiple serious crashes (including rolling several times through a mountain pass).

There is. There’s a bunch of articles about teenage girls being denied abortions for pregnancies they don’t want that just MAGICALLY appeared while they were in custody.

I have a friend who is an illegal immigrant in the US. He got there as a child under the Obama administration and has since put himself through full-time college for a bachelor degree with two majors in STEM with a 4.0 GPA while working full-time to pay his tuition and support his family, with whom he lives in a…

I ended up following this train of thought (even saw it mentioned here!). When I was shopping for my car a year ago I was trying to find something for a very low budget ($4,000 or less) but none of the cars I could find for that price were actually ones I wanted. They were ones I could settle for. I ended up with a…

Friend of mine is in the Airforce (and driving a very reasonable Corolla) and he says this is a very common phenomenon among young enlistedmen (and women). First leave these young guys/girls get a paycheck, see money in their bank account and go blow it on the fastest/biggest car their eyes can see. He says he’s…

The man I called dad when I was growing up wasn’t actually my biological dad, but he’s the one who still carries that association in my mind. He was like 25-ish when he was raising me in the early 90's. His hobby was cars, but he was a ph.d. student in post-soviet Russian and had no money so the only car he worked on…

I don’t live in the US and my own city is aggressively reducing the need for car ownership (so much so, that 56% of the city’s residents don’t own a car, and that number is climbing), but I went down to visit some friends in Orange Country last winter.... Flying over LA at 5 pm was just a graph paper grid of red and…

Oh good lord thanks for taking me down the memory lane of the suction cup compasses.

Cute guy with $$$ and a stable career in his future, cute car. This is straight up improving the value of that neighbourhood as far as I’m concerned, why would you ever have a fit over it?

The article states that he lives on a different block that does not allow street parking, but got a parking permit from the city that allows him to park in that block.

It’s a want, not a need.

As a fellow introvert, the answer is, just fucking do the things that interest you in a way that includes other people and eventually you’ll meet someone. The internet makes it so fucking easy to connect with people around you who have similar interests. Do you like to write? Go to writing groups or conventions. That…

Honestly, all things considered, the man she ended up marrying a few years after was worse for both of us (he didn’t hit but he was an egotistical narcissist with a penchant for emotional abuse). BUT. I don’t really consider myself that unfortunate. My life right now is pretty stable and independent and I think…

I reconnected at her suggestion and request. But thanks for passing judgement!

Oddest Artist: “I respect my significant other and select large financial purchases in ways that would also fit her preferences.”

Push-buttons were, for whatever reason, not as wide-spread in Canada so I didn’t really encounter one until a rental in the US a few years ago. My own 2016 car has a physical key and ignition and eh, I like it that way. Maybe it’s because it still feels like a novelty because it’s ~MY FIRST CAR~ (I bought it a couple…

My biological dad hit my mom when I was less than a year old and she left him - scrubbed him out of our existence, changed my surname, and never spoke with him. Needless to say he was never on the hook for child support, she chose to do it herself than remain in any kind of contact with him.

I’m not gonna lie, I like cars, but I’m liable to do the same thing as a passenger. I just stop paying attention to everything and let the driver worry about what car we’re driving and where to park. Unless it something ostentatious, I will probably not remember the details.

I think it’s funny that dudes worry about that, because the vast majority of women couldn’t give two shits about cars and don’t bother to know any makes or models. The most they have in their mind is probably some very vague and blobular “shape” that they think represents a guy they want (i.e. “long, flat scary car”…