Scott was obsessed with researching cars last week. By the time we were on the lots Friday evening I had heard everything about how great the Mazda 3 was. So when we ended up at University Mazda and found out the Mazda 3 was being sold there at the price we were looking for, my mind was already made up. Except… they were selling the Mazda 6 at the same price. So we test drove the 3, and it was great, zippy on the road and terrific gas mileage and all. Noisy on the freeway and uncomfortable seats though. But after I tried the 6, there was no going back to the 3. I loved driving that car. By the time the whole process was done I had been at the dealership for four hours two days in a row. And there was a major wrench in the deal that came out of nowhere: when the Jeep was registered in the state of Washington it was BRANDED on the title! They claim the odometer was rolled back! Since the car was bought new and no one I know could roll back an odometer if they tried, this is obviously a mistake. Scott will have to go to the DMV on Tuesday and get them to fix their error. That should be tricky, they changed my name from “Georgia” to “George” when they registered my Mitsubishi Mirage and never would fix that, even when I was standing right in front of them with a driver’s license and a clearly feminine body type. But everything still managed to go through, and bottom line is the Jeep is gone and I have a red Mazda 6 in the parking lot. This is the first time I’ve gone through the car buying process and came to the end of it feeling like I got something practical, that is a good value, and oh yeah, pretty cool. The dealership was supportive and helpful during this sometimes difficult process and I recommend them highly.
It’s back to car shopping again. I think we’re actually going to go through with it this time. This Jeep Liberty we got 4 years ago has had times when it was fun to drive, I think I remember that being it’s biggest customer review selling point, but it eats up too much gas, and it’s always had weird mechanical problems. Not the things you expect to break, but odd things like that sensor that was repeatedly going out in the first year and turning the speedometer off. Living up here in the city now makes owning a vehicle intended for rougher terrain kind of ridiculous. That means my Memorial Day weekend will probably be spent hopping from one dealership to another, but it’s a good time to do it, because there seem to be a lot of car sales going on, and because Seattle is expecting rain. Not going to be the sunshiney, picnic-worthy weather people like to get on a holiday at all, sorry everyone. But rather than whine about that, I’ll just go look for a car.
Last night I watched Jailbait, which I’ve been meaning to see for years. I’m a big Ed Wood fan. I once told someone that the reason I’m interested in his movies and his life is I find it comforting that sometimes people with no talent really do fail. Bride of the Monster is probably my favorite, followed by Glenn or Glenda which I watch every Halloween. There’s something about that dream sequence in the middle that outdoes every horror movie I might be watching that night. Dolores Fuller was the best thing about last night, it seemed like she delivered every line while concentrating hard on remembering that she’s acting. Meanwhile the woman that played the gangster’s moll walked through her part like a sleepwalking zombie. Signature line: “Although I’ve never met the gentleman, we had a long conversation this afternoon earlier in the day.” Mull that one over.