When I was a kid, my mother showed me a cartoon in some magazine. Set at Christmas (there was a tree in the background), it featured a small boy holding up a just-unwrapped sport coat and scowling at it and his mother. The caption read: "Clothes for Christmas? I'm not that old!"

So for years, whenever my mother suggested a clothing item for me for Christmas, I'd growl, "I'm not that old!" It was a running family joke.

Well, I guess I must be that old now. Miss Linda gave me a pair of jeans (much-needed, I admit), and a red hooded jacket for exercising; the zipper on my old one is going.

I'd already treated myself to new brakes for the Park Avenue, and (back in August) the Park Avenue itself, so I think I was pretty much covered already this year. The clothes items were icing.

(What I really wanted was the dealer brochures for the '03 Buicks from Autolit.com. I sent Miss L. the link, but she conveniently ignored or lost it. It would have saved her some money, too.)
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-- Paul W. (The Benzadmiral)
('03 Buick Park Avenue, charcoal/cream)
Formerly:
'97 C230, smoke silver/parchment; '86 420SEL, anthracite/light grey; '84 280CE (W123), dark blue/palomino