Our Car

We left our vehicle, affectionately known as our BAV (big a** Volvo), in Louisiana in our nephew's good hands. Returning to Michael, the Volvo person across from base, Flint asked about a good, used vehicle that met his criteria of a tank--solid and gets one out of the kill zone. My criteria: automatic and it gets me where I'm going. When we took the car for a test drive, one of the first things the owner pointed out was its television. When questioned about why would you want one in a car, he answered, "When you are stuck in traffic."

Now as we speed past vehicles along side the road in our 2001 BMW, our first thoughts will be: I wonder what program they are watching....