I have a new car.

[cjsmith]

Enormous thanks go to ladycelia, who called every Honda dealer in striking distance and found me the exact car I had chosen, in stock on a lot, at a very good price. Well, it was a very good price once she was done with the phone call. I am in awe.

I went down there this afternoon and signed a mountain of papers. There were not as many papers and signatures as when we bought the house, but there were way more than when I bought a car seventeen years ago, that's for sure!

Driving it back to work I felt like I was driving a bus. The significantly larger size will take some getting used to. I am also, apparently, an asshole magnet in this car. I got cut off four times in twenty minutes.

I took a picture of a big pile of papers, and another of the funkoid alien dashboard, but I didn't take the traditional picture of the outside of the vehicle. Then it got dark out. Pic tomorrow.

My poor dead car is still at the dealership. I hope to pick that up soon.

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On a tangentially-related note, I remember someone telling me once that while hitting a deer is Very Bad for your car, hitting a moose is worse. The nose of the car knocks the legs aside and the moose lands on the passenger cabin, killing everyone inside. I have no idea how true this is, but it does make me think about how the shape and weight distribution of what you hit makes a big difference to the outcome.