Well, yeah. The suspension was about as primitive as it got; the T was basically a horse buggy with a motor attached. If you went anywhere close to top speed, you'd bounce the thing off the road.

But it didn't go all that fast. About 30 or so MPH top speed, I think. Plenty of time to think about what you're doing.

Well, most of us have gotten whatever raise we're going to get this year, so it seems the most logical time to think about upping your retirement savings percentage.

Seven years is a decent ballpark average around our house. I replace one (maybe) about every other year, and most of them are about six or seven years old.

Ken Griffey Sr. played right field. Quite well, I might add. I think Babe Ruth did, too, but they didn't snag him from the Red Sox because of his glove.

I had to look it up to be sure, but he's the second to do it for the Cincinnati Reds = Vander Meer was the first.

Must be one of those joints where they have a million kinds of beer. Bet more than a couple of people wonder, "where the hell is Utica, New York?" Smack dab in the middle of the state, that's where.

As we used to say in UC-land, we drink all we can; the rest we sell. Cheers to you if you can find Utica Club outside a 30-mile radius or so of Utica (I think the Fort Drum Class Six store carries it, but that's really pushing it). Best $14/case brewski there is.

Phoenix, Arizona, of all places, is a "great hockey town?" Really? Name one Phoenix native in the NHL. OK, name one Phoenix native in all of professional hockey. Hockey in Phoenix is kind of like having a saguaro cactus growing in one's back yard in Syracuse, New York - an oddity to say the least. I have heard,…

I like the last one. Maybe you can use the big 6" drainage pipes to make a carport/garage or a greenhouse. I wonder if somebody on eBay has old GP-Medium army tents for sale.

It sure would say to the whole world, "f*** you, bitches! I'm so loaded I can buy a supercar that was actually driven by the Stig on BBC television (certificate of authenticity in a frame in my den), and then do this to it!"

Jaaaaaaguar?

Man, if it weren't for my old lady, I wouldn't be doing it either. But I'm up anyway, so I do it because 6:30 is a ridiculous time to be showing up to work.

And the most lucrative sinecure ever.

Handle that will hold 40 pounds of salt without tearing to shreds, more like it.

Well, it depends on the moving crew and truck you need to hire to move from point A to point B, and who's paying for it. I remember Dad telling me he used most of a tractor-trailer to haul everything one time. The company probably paid for it, so he didn't worry about it. Now, if it's you paying for it, I can see…

Well, for one thing, they put the tail fins on the wrong end of the car.

Well, I guess mornings are out, then. I shower off, put on my bizniss casual stuff, and off to work I go. If I had to do all that other stuff, I wouldn't be getting up at 5 to do it, that's for sure.

Maybe they need to get busy on the new-new Top Gear. Find an Englishman, a Scot, and an American (for comic relief), and put them together in an all new format, the implementation of which I will leave to the fine producing people at the BBC.

True. No real sports car would only have just two gears in a system that they had to know sucked up quite a bit of that available power for itself. While having a smaller/lighter, but souped-up inline 6 probably made perfect sense, chaining it to a transmission more suited toward sedate family sedans kind of…