“If people don’t care what you have to say, what makes you think they want to listen to your shirt?” - F. Lebowitz

Trailblazer owner, Equinox driving fiancee- can confirm.

More trucks should be named for renaissance artists. I understand that the Chevrolet Caravaggio is on the drawing boards.

We are all trained by life.

Cartgages will save us! I was at a Kia dealer yesterday, standard car note is now six and a half years.

He may have been from Italy and a subject of the Queen, but he was a good American too. We get tied up in the minutiae of cars, but they have mainly been primarily freedom machines since Bertha Ringer Benz’road trip. Think of all the people who had the gifts of liberty- through honest work, through the ability to…

I don’t know where you live, but over here in in 2018 we expect that someone is watching and recording every move we make outside of our own houses.

That child knew what she did was wrong while she was doing it. Not too early for her to learn that if you don’t have a conscience to stop you, other people will step in to help you stay honest.

If you don’t want anyone to see what you did, you shouldn’t be doing it is a pretty good rule for people of any age.

This is the way my sisters were taught to handle perverts, and it’s better than all the sensitivity training and whining there is. Call them out, you make yourself a hard target and embarrass them into stopping. Girls are NOT helpless and a grab in the butt won’t kill you.

Happened to me once, it is really strange, isn’t it?

Wouldn’t that be “singlewingedly”?

I’ve once been the sole passenger on a commercial flight, and twice alone on a train. It’s creepy.

So true.

Excellent choice!

What a lovely idea!

I’m a prosecutor, currently assigned to juvenile court so I know bicycle theft.

I like the stuff with the stories too- but I don’t pay extra for them. Not much, anyway. 

Years ago I went for a test drive in a straight shift 1976 BMW 2002. The salesman got in the driver’s seat and I in the passenger. He started it up, revved the engine, threw it into gear, and stepped on the gas, hard. The ar leaped forward- maybe fourteen inches, into the building. The gear he put it into was first...

This made me laugh, thank you.