Betty

Every car I've owned has had a nickname, and my newold Honda is no exception - Betty. Now this isn't the name that I came up, but one that came with the car - much like the radio, heater, AC, power windows, windshield washer, and all the other creature comforts I've forgotten.

And there is nothing wrong with the name Betty, ships are often named after women and this is nothing but a land-ship, but I am going to make a slight moderation. It will now be known as Battling Betty. In fact, I'm going to paint a picture of Lana Turner on the left front corner panel and write Battling Betty next to it, much like the pilots of WWII bombers did to their airplanes.

Why a picture of Lana Turner and not Betty Grable when the cars name is Battling Betty you ask? Because I like blonds.

Ah...Chuck? Betty Grable was a blond?

Hmmmmmm.


Anyway, Battling Betty and myself set out on a completely frivolous drive, 75 miles roundtrip to Burlington yesterday. Battling Betty has corrupted my soul. I now find myself making "extra" trips 2 miles to downtown Stowe, and often doing 35 mph in the 25 zone to boot! "Slow down speed demon!" Yesterday was no exception. I've been here 4 months now, which is also proof that time also flies by when you are having no fun, and I decided to head to Burlington for the first time - because I could. I went to Staples and bought some new black ink for my printer which has been sitting idly for two years since it ran out of ink. Now I'm printing all kinds of things....

Tune in tomorrow when Battling Betty and I conquer Mt. Mansfield.