Back In The Saddle

"I'm riding
I'm shining up my saddle
I'm riding
This snake is gonna rattle

I'm back in the saddle again
I'm back"
     -Aerosmith
    "Back in the Saddle"

Well, after a few days of trolling the web and making calls, plus a
few rides from my lovely assistant, Miss Wigg, and one Ms. K. Majaris,
I finally landed a new rig.
I'm the proud owner of brand-new used car.
Fanfuckingtastic.
The new pizzacar is a real Champ, $1300 worth of Japanese brilliance...
Japanese brilliance with 188,000 miles on it, but Japanese brilliance nonetheless.
But the new ride seems pretty tight and it gets me where I'm going.
Now, I'm not saying it's perfect, au contraire mon fraire, the
passenger door doesn't open correctly, the defroster's a bit screwy and
worst of all,  no AM radio reception.
No AM = no Mischke.
At 10 'o clock last night, I felt sad that my 'ol buddy Mischke
was talking and I couldn't listen.
This must be corrected.

In any case, I'm back on the Streets.

I'll post more later... I have a bunch of stories to tell ya.


 "So lock up your daughter
 Lock up your wife
 Lock up your back door
 And run for your life
 The man is back in town"
    -AC/DC
    "TNT"