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The car is dead. Long live the car. Yes, truebelievers...you've heard it here fourth or fifth - I will likely be made a man by taking my Camry behind the shed and shooting it, or, turning the plates in and donating it to charity...which ever comes first. But, it's actually quite okay.

One - The is a plan that involves my greating a nearly new car of my choosing within 2-3 weeks time. So I've got that going for me, which is good. I'm thinking doing a little test driving on Monday, pretending I'm some recent lotto winner...someone really important to be fawned over...someone who can spell better at 12:32am and four beers. We'll see.

Two - My 15+ years of guitar playing and responsibility dodging having have coalesced into a bright, shining path of TV slack named Guitar Hero. My aptitude for speed drills and typing have tapped into a bizarre need for learning how to master BOC's Godzilla on hard and not being able to get Incubus' Stellar out of my head. Car what? Work when? I'm sure can nail the sweep picking passage to Bark at the Moon this time around, really...

As tomorrow starts a well-desrved weekend off, I absolutely promise to post those Xmas pics...really! No really! And comments, and checking out friends recently posted pics...I know they're blazing and adorable and in dire need of being looked at, twice. Tomorrow, after sleep, and coffee but, let's not get ahead of ourselves. *zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz*