Correct.  I can’t afford any new car.  EV or not.

It’s a Honda. 200k+ miles is nothing.

Answer: Whichever one I can afford. Which for the foreseeable future is none of them.

On I66 the left lane USED to be HOV. Since the toll lane construction started, there are no shoulders, nowhere to pull over, and thus police have stopped enforcing HOV. So 4 out of 5 cars in the HOV lane are violators.

I’ve never given this even a single thought.  My kids go to bed with sunscreen on all the time.  So do I.  

First, the left lane is for passing, but this rule is ignored entirely in the VA/MD/DC area.

FYI, a flashing check engine light indicates a problem that could damage your catalytic converter, which can be crazy expensive to replace. So if the light comes on, make an appointment to get it checked. If it is flashing then you should find a safe place to park and get it towed.

Any motorcycle.

I also prefer thin sliced bacon. By the time thick sliced bacon is crisp, it’s also tough. Life is tough. Bacon should be easy.  And why would anyone need to re-seal a pack? It already comes in a convenient 16oz single serving size.

For four grand, I’d use it to haul trash to the dump while sitting on comfy cracked leather seats.

Inflation adjusted, in my lifetime it’s never cost as much to survive as it does right now.

I’ll never get over the scene in Hannibal where he eats a slice of his own brain.

Stop publishing the names and photos of the monsters who do this!

My Dad taught me to always keep a spare copy of my tickets in my carry-on. So I always do.

Are you sure?

Diesel and home heating oil are the same thing. The red dye only indicates it is untaxed. Off road diesel is also dyed.

00 steel wool (double zero, double-aught, extra fine).

They should have had co-pilots in both planes hiding in the back, just in case.  It would have satisfied the FAA, they could have done another take, and nobody would know the difference.

My first high school summer job was at a local motorcycle shop. I’d been buying parts there for years and one day the service manager asked me if I wanted a job. So while my friends were washing dishes for $3.25/hr, I was wrenching on sport bikes for $12.50/hr.