So I maybe destroyed my car a bit. Maybe. Not sure. It seemed abnormally difficult to steer last night, and I think something underneath was scraping against my driveway that doesn't normally scrape. And there was that massive arm-thick tree branch that I ran over (accidentally) night before last; I blame the extreme winds and the bloody gum trees ( Read more... )

My car is vacuumed, hooray! No more chocolate cake crumbs! No more sand dunes underfoot, and the gum leaves are gone. The car feels oddly empty now. I kind of want to pimp my ride. A bobble-head figure on the dashboard, a footy scarf along the rear shelf thing in the backseat -oooh, and some of those fluffy dice you hang from the rearview mirror ( Read more... )

I spent the morning painting my car. Would have been fun and artsy if I hadn't been trying to paint over long gauges of exposed metal. Unfortunately, I seem to have made a habit of slapping my fence a high five - with the side of my car ( Read more... )