Season of the Kvetch (October mini-rants)

In all seriousness, several of youse – notably @LSLGuy but also several others – helped convince me to get the Camry when I had pretty much decided to decline it. And now, the Sebring seems to agree. When I took it out this evening I found that, in addition to its other issues, the noise from some exhaust system problem is getting louder than ever. It now sounds like a hot rod rather than a stately sedan. Plus it badly needs new front brakes and has a growing list of more minor issues. Plus all the rust. Now that I see it all in proper perspective, this is a car that is telling me, I have served you well, now please put me out of my misery.

Perhaps an old dog can indeed learn a new trick.

My late aged MIL was a Depression child. Born a few years before it started, she was just old enough to remember the Crash. Which meant throughout her life she could squeeze a penny until it was the size of a pizza, but tinfoil thin.

By the time she was elderly she was living in squalor she imagined was genteel while in reality everything she’d owned for 60 years was falling, or had fallen, apart. None of which she could see would permit herself to see.

Other circumstances forced an intervention and suddenly she had a series of new [whatevers]. At first she was resistant, but the more her environment was upgraded, the more she saw the mess she’d been living in, and the less willing she was to continue that way.

It was a truly wonderful rebirth of her morale at a very late age.

May you do similarly.

My beloved 2001 Subaru Outback, Polly, was in a similar condition last year. I finally convinced myself that she had, indeed, been driven into the ground and donated her to the local NPR station. I bought my friend’s 2012 Camry and finally achieved my 25-year dream of owning a Toyota.

What is the deal with posters around here who feel the need to fucking correct someone’s grammar whenever they make a common grammatical error? And not just correct the error but be a complete fucking dick about it? Maybe just fuck the fuck right the fuck off if you have nothing else to fucking contribute.

Must. Not. Point. Out. @Shoeless 's. Gramatical. Errors.

:grinning_face:

That should be “fuckingly” since it’s an adverb.

(Actually I’m full of shit and mocking Grammaristas.)

“Fucking” can be used as an adjective and a adverb. It reminds me of my favorite knock-knock joke:

Knock-knock
Who’s there?
To
To who?
No, no. It’s “to whom.”

That’s pretty good. :laughing:

They need to feel that they are better than you.

Thank you again, but wait a minute! Hey! I’m not all that old! I’m just a little over ten years old in dog years! And I do have a brand new modern fridge and some other new-fangled shit like a cell phone! And really fast broadband internet!

Anyway, I know I’ve been going on and on about the Camry, but it’s hard to express what a difficult decision this was, for some inexplicable reason. Much more difficult than, say, the purchase of this house. Wherein I thought, seems like a nice house, up-and-coming neighbourhood, go for it. When the sellers came back with a counter-offer, I went, fuck you, that was my offer, take it or leave it – there are other houses. They took it. But with cars, somehow, I get all emotional.

I just got emailed the insurance certificate for the Camry. I now feel as if I really own it, although the wedding ceremony registration transfer won’t be until next week.

poor dude. that is exactly how i feel after the dentist.

I think you should point them out

::makes popcorn::

Well, Andrew is no longer a Duke.

( I was hoping that they’d make him a Duck, but then I’m not king. )

“You’re a Duck…!” < Zottt…! >

Are they going to publicly strip him of his Ducal regalia, like they did to Dreyfus? That would be awesome.

You mean his Ducal ring?

Will he still have access to the family atomics?
Will his supporters ride in on sand worms?
Will Sting dress in hot leather, grab a knife, and say “I’ll kill you ! I Will kill you…” ?

If it bothers you, the solution is obvious: just don’t make any errors.

(I can’t recall seeing anyone do this around here lately. For the record, if I make an error, I’m not going to be too bothered if someone corrects it, and I might even be grateful.)

We had one of the usual suspects go on a grammar nazi bender a few days ago. I almost put them in the “What were you THINKING?” Pit thread.

This is a grumpy self-pitting for crawling back to Amazon Kindle. I tried to liberate myself and support independent booksellers with a Boox Palma through Bookshop.org but my God was it a pain in the ass. The Bookshop e-reader app is not great, and the Palma is nice but it’s not Kindle Colorsoft nice. So I finally asked my husband for absolution and he said, “You can’t win every moral battle.”

I’m back with the Colorsoft and oh it’s delightful. May God have mercy on my soul.

Aww, scritches to all the sweet kitties!! >^. .^<

My favorite automotive website has this problem…certain users feel the need to constantly correct articles in the comment section. The contributors all seem to take it in stride, and do correct errors, but using the comment section for that purpose strikes me as a little crude. There are plenty of other ways to contact the people at the website, including a Discord server dedicated to calling attention to errors. No need to get loud about it in the comments!

Why a duck? Why a no chicken?