So Long, Old Friend



Thanks to a madcap series of misadventures and complications, we're returning the 240 Wagon to my parents and buying their black 2002 Accord. I realize how un-Mason it seems to drive a nice car, but here's my rationalization: I'm cheap and I'd rather spend more money now on a newer car (which was a great deal because my parents love me), than pour more money into the Volvo, which I'm afraid is fast becoming a losing battle as a primary vehicle. It's also leaps and bounds more green to drive an auto with 75% better gas mileage and much lower emissions. So I'm an adult now, I suppose? I guess not really because Mommy and Daddy helped me loads. So bye-bye 83 240 GL 5 door, my mom will go back to driving you once again. She's afraid that it will make her the ultimate cliche of a progressive liberal woman in her 50's. She likes gardening, british mysteries and estate sales, so you be the judge. [insert smiley emoticon to signify that i'm kidding]
- posted by Mason @ 10:56 PM