I almost cut my hair, no, wait ... I = almost sold my vanagon westie, Buster. I hope he forgives me, but I was starting = to loose faith. I bought him 4-5 months ago, and I havent been able to = register him yet, do to whatever tangle of problems there are, probably including it = not smogging, me not knowing what to do about that, and whats more, it not = even making it thru the smog test cause it overheats. Man, I was feelin = blue and low down. Then I was looking thru CraigsList, which is an = online bulletin board / want-ad / message thingy here in (beautiful) San Francisco, when I saw an ad for a 1973 Dodge Dart for sale. I must = admit, I started to have adulterous thoughts. A '73? No need = for a smog check! I admit, I went to see it. I even drove = it. It ran nice, the engine sounded great, it was beautiful! Wait a minute, = the woman selling it is beautiful too. This is some kind of weird = paradise. But then no, I started to catch on. It was just a case of the = grass is greener on the other side. It didnt actually drive that = great. It was so low i felt like i was sitting on the pavement. And the = action was pretty boat-like, no matter what you Dart-fans say! And braking = was a just plain scarey experience. Hmmm. Maybe what I have with Buster = isn't so bad after all ... Maybe we can work things out. Yeah, that's = it! I'm gonna keep going. He's not perfect, and neither am I. = But he carries me around regardless, so Ill drive him around = regardless.