Showing posts with label Ford. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Ford. Show all posts

Thursday, January 27, 2022

My Brush With The Po-Leece



Here's my partner in crime! Trusty and I were heading home from an exciting visit to Tractor Supply where we had invested in several bags of special Equine Senior Horse Chow (formulated for those elders with few teeth and in need of a bit more fat- Maggie's department). We were tooling along, well within the speed limit and minding our driving p's and q's. We had passed under the highway underpass- a mere mile or so from home- when I espied a police car directly behind me. "Well", I thought, I'll just make sure I continue forward in an orderly and innocuous manner and thank dog we're almost home!"

But no sooner than I had made an impeccable right hand turn onto our lovely road, then the bells and whistles erupt on said police car. I've been pulled over... I hurriedly pull on my mask and rolled my window down, attempting a pleasant and vacuous smile behind my mask. "Yes Officer?" I inquire politely. The woman officer (who looks to be about fifteen years old) responds, "I bet your wondering why you've been pulled over. Your registration has expired." I demure, "But that is simply impossible! I've passed emissions just this past spring and I know I renewed my registration!!" Meanwhile, I fumble in the glove compartment, out of which is spilling insurance cards and salt and peppers from take out food and kleenex... and the envelope with my registration. I triumphantly pull it out and realize she's right (of course!) and my car's registration has expired not just in December of 2021 but December of 2020... how is this possible!!?!??!?!!? Now I feel like a crazy person.

"It must be COVID time!" I exclaim. "We haven't been driving much and gee, the paper work must have gotten lost!" She was kind enough to reply, "It happens" and let me off with a warning and a quite jolly, "I know you're going to go home and re-register your car right now!" Which I most certainly did.

And found out that Bob's truck hadn't been registered since 2019!! Hahhahhahaha!! Whoops! And how did we not get in trouble from that? We've driven to New York- where if you recall, we broke down and were towed and a policeman gave us a ride. HE could have ticketed us if he'd run our plates! We've also transported Bob's sculpture to Vermont on several occasions and never got flagged for expired registration. I guess we've been very lucky. 

Don't worry: we're all 100% legal now. It was a relative bargain, too. Only a $10 late fee (and the weird other fees they tack on like something called a park use fee...) and the original cost and we're good.

And here's a preview of fun to come! Bomb Cyclone a'comin! Get out those snow shovels and blowers! Batten the hatches and stock up on milk and toilet paper... and bread!!
 






Thursday, August 27, 2015

Requiem for The Truck

 Alas! The truck runneth no more! This IS a sad state of affairs as not only do we really rely on the truck for transportation and hay pick-ups and carrying artwork but he was a good friend. I really like driving the truck- a very physical experience and entirely different from driving the car!- but he was utterly reliable. Last winter when it was sub-zero and the car refused to start, the truck turned right over and delivered us to the train station so that I could get to NYC and be a famous artist. And you have to agree that despite a few rusty panels, he was good looking. I seriously thought the truck would outlive the car, as Bob drives infrequently. It has less mileage than the Honda!
Also, finding a suitable replacement has proven tough. All the Ford F150's being made now are: extended cab, short bed, four wheel drive, automatics... and plug ugly to boot! (Well, I guess we could ignore the ugly part: they seem to make trucks now with this weird snouty look.) Bob and I both like the above classic sort of square front.
So we keep looking. Here's a rear shot of the nice long bed:
I've been stressed out over the truck ordeal. It was one of those unexpected  blows that the universe delivers just when you think things are going well. And it takes time and coordination and money to get all the stars aligned to find a replacement. I'm going to go light a few sage-infused truck shaped candles and hope that the gods of the automotive under world smile upon our house.