I got to feeling bad about my all caps...(sorry, but im an all caps kinda gal)and thought well, i''ll use the blogster''s advanced text editor...and did a great, i mean really great blog on Desperate Housewives..my 3 marriages, etc...and it is now i supposed intertaining dust dots in the netherworld...cause it didnt get posted on my blog..I thought i had saved it, but thought wrong...as they recommend saving it in case it gets lost...well....doh...lost both of them..so will wait a few days and if it doesnt show up, i will try to recreate it...yeah, right...
so while i was remembering the 3 husbands and rating them asshole 1, 2, and 3..i started thinking about great or not so great cars i had...my favorite (beside my little blue jeep that had to get traded in when i started having grandbabies...) was a 49 dodge.. i had moved to new mexico from oregon with my two sons to live near my daddy(only child) and needed to buy something cheap...this was in 1971...and some friends that came into the bar where i worked had a car they called the dove hunter car. they only used it when they went dove hunting...so i snapped it up for $50...the airconditioning was brought to you by the hole in the floor board right between seat and the foot pedals, which made it pretty tricky to drive, but i adjusted.. summer time i got heat from the exaust and winter i got cold wet rain splashing up my legs...to start it, there was a wire that looped around the steering column and had a toggle switch on it..there was a button on the dash and you had to step on the gas, hit the button and toggle switch at the same time for it to start..and it always did..it never ever failed to start..if you wanted to listen to the radio you had to take your fist and bang as hard as you could at a certain spot on the top of the dash about 4-5 times...tada...music...i had to air up the tires every morning before i took the kids to school or went to work..and every time i went over railroad tracks too fast, when the car would settle from its bump, dove feathers would float all around the inside of the car..the guys wanted to know if i had gave dove hunter car a new name and i said yes i had..i called her wonder mother....cause i always wondered how the mother ran...when i moved to another city in new mexico with asshole #3 i sold her to my girlfriends daughter as a school car for $50... she was a freshman and drove it all thru school till she graduated...put new tires on her, fixed the hole in the floor board,fixed the radio and when she graduated she gave it to her younger brother for his school car... lost touch with them, but wouldnt surprise me if it is still runnin...
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