Sunday, October 4, 2009

The Pilot is Here

Though we're still trying to sell our minivan, it's replacement is here -- a 2005 Honda Pilot. It looks like this one here, but it's red. It's kind of an odd break for me. Four of the five vehicles I've been able to call my own (a Chevy Nova, Oldsmobile Cutlass, our minivan and our current Toyota pickup) have been shades of blue, with the Oldsmobile consisting of several shades since it appears the paint job on it was done in a few hours by a few teenagers who had access to a paint sprayer and some Krylon, but not a lot of skill to back them up.

So if you know anyone who wants to buy a minivan, let us know. We've knocked the price down to $3,400. It's in great shape. I'd actually rather give up the Toyota than the minivan at this point, but we need the truck for hauling . . . things. Like firewood. And plywood. And drywall. And such. Nothing illegal, of course.

Speaking of other things, here's what else has gone on this weekend:
  • We have a dog of sorts. It's a stray that has for some reason adopted our alley. Michelle, feeling sorry for the skinny mutt, has put food out for him. Or her. We're not sure which model we've got, nor even what breed, since it's flighty around humans. Further bulletins as events warrant.
  • Elder Holland needed some thunder and lightning, or at least tympani accompaniment, as he bore his testimony of the Book of Mormon at conference today. It's pretty clear where he stands.
  • Good quote I heard from Ronald Reagan today: "I don't want to go back to the past. I want to go back to the past way of solving problems." Or something like that.
  • We got a free box of potatoes today. This is a common occurrence here in Idaho. Nothing to see here.

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