Procrastinet

As the owner of the station wagon you borrowed endlessly from 1990 through 1993 - the 1984 Celebrity Eurosport wagon with peeling paint - I need not remind you of your fondness for GM products when it was the only way you were getting lighting equipment back from Albany. Nevertheless, I am also a lover of wagons and will never NEVER be convinced one is worth 80k, laser inscribed anything or not.

Actually, that's true - I quite liked your wagon. It even ran most of the time. I also pine for the days when I could cheerfully announce "oh, by the way, I need to borrow your wagon..." and you'd be all like "oh um okay when?" and I'd be all "Uh, like now?" And you'd go "um okay for how long" and I'd be all "I dunno how far is Albany?" That was sweet.

Still. Was that engine hand built by a single solitary German? It was not.

I would, uh, i would like to take a spin in 1 of those...

for a station wagon.
er...

So are you surprised that your mom did *not* follow your directions and did *not* cover her eyes?

You don't remember the family wagons because you were too young -- the Dodge was splendid and the Ford (in which we were in our first accident, you and I, when a woman smashed into your side of the car when you were in your 70's vintage ridiculous and totally unsafe car seat, but still were not hurt) was reasonably solid transportation for a family with four boys, one of whom was still young enough to require a *lot* of stuff wherever he went. (We spent a whole night on the PA turnpike in a blizzard in that wagon, too, before abandoning our trip home and going back to the grandparents' house thanks to a semi that managed to wriggle its way out of the jam and open a three car window that let us get to the opposite lanes of the turnpike.) Both wagons had faux wood paneling. Both would earn your disdain now that you are fantasizing hand-built, autographed, designer vehicles that require their own oil wells to actually go anywhere. We went to vans after the Ford (LTD wagons were the SUV's of your childhood), as the four of you (all of whom got to be at least six feet tall evenutally) outgrew mere station wagons. Vans were better then.

But wagons rattle after a while, and I'll bet even that "HFS" mondo expensive one will too, eventually. It's in the nature of the beast.

You go earn that "extra" 80K and I'll happily accept a ride in the designer buggy. But I sigh, as always, over your car fetish. All you female types reading this blog (however many of you there may be) please take my advice and give up any idea that *your* son, when you have one if you don't already, will not be so testosterone-driven as to eschew cars and technology. No use. I tried. Believe me, I tried.

Sorry, I meant "will not be so testosterone-driven as to be *unable* to eschew cars..."

RJ, as a fellow car fetishist, may I be the first to direct your attention to the soon-to-be-released BMW M5...Wagon. It has (will have?) a V-10 engine sourced from BMW's Formula 1 racing team. Edmunds.com probably has some more info on it...but it looks sweet.