Detroit

I now know first hand why american auto makers are "losing the war" with foreign imports, for I am driving the ugliest car known to man: the pontiac grand am. Now there may be some contention about that ugliest car bit, I mentioned this to a coworker and someone shouted down the hall, "but what about the renalt 914?" (or something like that) - and of course there's the amc pacer and the gremlin - but still, the pontiac grand am is right up there with them. The outside isn't bad, but the inside looks like it was modelled after a beatle's intestinal tract (if they have one). bulbous and ugly and hard to navigate. Hideous beige, no controls where they aught to be. It really took some effort to design a car this poorly.

Ahh, but why am I driving the pontiac when Itobor (I decided to name my new mazda 3 "itobor") is sitting there waiting to be driven? Well that would be because the hurricane force winds from superbowl weekend decided to drop a few 3 inch thick branches onto him. I wanted to make it a month until I got my first ding or scratch, instead I get 3 weeks until the hood gets caved in. He's being repaired now.

At least it's so absurd that I just have to laugh at it instead of being upset.