No, I don't mean my baby in the sense of my child.  I mean my baby in the sense of my car.  Ruby.  She's in the hospital.  Possibly as good as dead.  It's horrible.  She's not just a car.  Yes, she, not it.  She's practically my dream car.  Why did her head gasket have to tear?  I've only had her for a few months.  I love driving her.  I'm just ( Read more... )