The most important part of this article is the Ford Flex love.

Let me take this to the other extreme: I memorize my friends’ and family members' plate numbers.

New series please: “My Pao Parked Next To Some Things.”

I LOVE MY FLEX SO MUCH. I almost bought an extra one a few weeks ago, but that somehow turned into an Expedition (long story).

But no Max Hardigrew shirt.  Disappointed.

I see this being the seed of a really juicy “Would You Rather” article.

Which would Max Haridgrew choose?

I know who could solve this mystery:  Max Hardigrew.

I once bought a car in Virginia while living in Pennsylvania but while I still had my Ohio driver’s license. That process was a nightmare. It didn’t help that my salesman literally went missing afterwards. A golden retriever eventually handed me my license plate though, so it was worth it.

It would have been REALLY nice if Ford had hybridized the Flex...

I don't agree with it.  At all.  But I couldn't make anything even close to that.  If it can drive down the road without falling apart, it's good for whoever made it.

My friend and I have talked about putting the Holden grille on his Acadia.

When I got my driver’s license, my dream garage was a Cobra R and a Mercury Marauder. Sixteen years later, my dream garage is a Panamera Turbo e-hybrid Sport Turismo and my Ford Flex except with the high-performance, plug-in Hybrid tech that Ford never bothered to make for it.

That was the first real car that I ever got a ride in.  THAT TURBO!

There’s enough street parking in front of my house for all of that. Once again, Porsche, you’re welcome to bring the 919 Evo to my house for a photo soot with my Flex, my inoperable Taurus, and my girlfriend's demonically possessed Escape.  I'll even let you let me sit in the 919.

The i3 needs a more traditional hybrid option. This is the perfect car for my girlfriend except that we don’t have a place to charge it.

While this would put my unicorn closer to me than most of its other thrashings, I really don't have time in my schedule to go to Alabama.  Once again, Porsche, please just bring the 919 Evo to my house.  My offer to let you park it next to my Flex still stands.

I’m not sure if you’re insulting my Flex, which hauls my family and my work stuff, but if you are, you now owe me DOUBLE Max Hardigrew.

Mmmmmmmm, the design of the XB-70's bomb bay doors!

One year ago today:  trying to get back to Dayton from the Kentucky-Tennessee border after the eclipse.  That there was no escape--even on back roads--for 9 hours pushed my Flexful of friends well beyond the breaking point.