My Car’s as Old as Woody Allen

A few days ago, the "check engine" light came on in my car. Most people dread when this happens. Me? I'm secretly delighted. Don't get me wrong. I love my car, and don't want anything to be wrong with it. But it's also 11 years old now, which is like 77 in people years. Right? Isn't that … Continue reading My Car’s as Old as Woody Allen