Mrs. Sneed snapped this picture of the scoreboard at the ball park. You can click on it to enlarge it. When we walked out of the stadium at 9:30pm, it was like stepping into a furnace.
Stupid people live in Hooterville, F-ing stupid people live in Phoenix. Just saying.
And now, the moment you've been waiting for. The car update.
I sent an email to the CarsDirect guy telling him that there was no chance that I was driving to Armpit, er, Phoenix to get a car.
Keith, the car guy, came into the store today to ask if he could look at my truck. I suspect he has a buyer that he is not telling me about. All part of the drama.
As we stand now, I'm getting a 2009 Honda Civic for about $1600 off the list price and should get about $500-$700 more for the Junkster than the guys in Phoenix wanted to give me.
The latest plan is to sign the papers on Thursday after golf. But lots can still go wrong.
Things in this blog represented to be fact, may or may not actually be true. The writer is frequently wrong, sometimes just full of it, but always judgmental and cranky
Jul 28, 2009
Well, we made it to Phoenix and home safely. The Phillies beat the Diamondbacks 6-2, so it was a good evening all around.
My blog friend Steve commented on yesterday's post that he didn't realize that the weather was so different between Hooterville and Phoenix.
The first thing to understand about the two cities is that Hooterville is almost 1500 feet higher in elevation than is Armpit, er, Phoenix. In addition, the greater Phoenix area is around 9000 square miles in size, about 8900 of which are covered with concrete. It can never cool off in the summer.
The high temperature in Phoenix yesterday was 114 degrees and the low was 92. That's right, the low was 92 fricking degrees. In contrast our high was a cool 105 and the low was 78. That 14 degree difference in the overnight lows makes a huge difference.
Mrs. Sneed snapped this picture of the scoreboard at the ball park. You can click on it to enlarge it. When we walked out of the stadium at 9:30pm, it was like stepping into a furnace.
Stupid people live in Hooterville, F-ing stupid people live in Phoenix. Just saying.
And now, the moment you've been waiting for. The car update.
I sent an email to the CarsDirect guy telling him that there was no chance that I was driving to Armpit, er, Phoenix to get a car.
Keith, the car guy, came into the store today to ask if he could look at my truck. I suspect he has a buyer that he is not telling me about. All part of the drama.
As we stand now, I'm getting a 2009 Honda Civic for about $1600 off the list price and should get about $500-$700 more for the Junkster than the guys in Phoenix wanted to give me.
The latest plan is to sign the papers on Thursday after golf. But lots can still go wrong.
Things in this blog represented to be fact, may or may not actually be true. The writer is frequently wrong, sometimes just full of it, but always judgmental and cranky
Mrs. Sneed snapped this picture of the scoreboard at the ball park. You can click on it to enlarge it. When we walked out of the stadium at 9:30pm, it was like stepping into a furnace.
Stupid people live in Hooterville, F-ing stupid people live in Phoenix. Just saying.
And now, the moment you've been waiting for. The car update.
I sent an email to the CarsDirect guy telling him that there was no chance that I was driving to Armpit, er, Phoenix to get a car.
Keith, the car guy, came into the store today to ask if he could look at my truck. I suspect he has a buyer that he is not telling me about. All part of the drama.
As we stand now, I'm getting a 2009 Honda Civic for about $1600 off the list price and should get about $500-$700 more for the Junkster than the guys in Phoenix wanted to give me.
The latest plan is to sign the papers on Thursday after golf. But lots can still go wrong.
Things in this blog represented to be fact, may or may not actually be true. The writer is frequently wrong, sometimes just full of it, but always judgmental and cranky
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Congratulations! You seem to have kept your cool and come out ahead on the car thing. Patience is such a virtue. But have you considered the fact that you will no longer have a truck to haul things in? :)
What if the Seafood King or Some Guy Named Bob steal the deal out from under you? Are you prepared for this eventuality?
I interviewed for a job in Phoenix once. I'm so glad I didn't get it.
I just started reading your blog recently and you sound like such a fount of optimism - I love it!
Barbara, I'm sure I will realize the million things I need the Junkster for...right after it's gone.
Megan, you would have made a fine addition to our fair state,
Annie, the usual suspects are too cheap to steal my deal. Bob needs a large vehicle to carry all his junk.
Bug, thanks. Read my disclaimer, though.
Yeah, I think I'm glad I don't live in Phoenix, even though I've never been there. Heat is not my thing.
I've been to both cities, but not in the summer.
I've never been to Arizona, let alone Phoenix.
Hope the car deal goes well; aren't there some stimulus monies around for you?
I heard one of the guys say today, "I'm scared about the Phillies, man."
A deal was indeed made, but not the deal we were expecting!
And I'm sure I would have made a fair addition to your unemployment rolls (the job was with Countrywide)...
;)
I've never been to Arizona and you've convinced me not to. Just reading about the heat gives me the vapors.
Congrats on the car. I know it will go well. Just a feeling.
The correct response is, "Nobody's prepared for THAT eventuality!" - George Harrison.
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