Before and After

An era comes to a close...

I'd been thinking about a change for some time. It was like a pair of jeans that just didn't fit all that well anymore. They were still cool -- at least in my mind -- but maybe, you know, it was time to get with the program, ya know?! Then, when I spent ninety-three bucks to fill the tank, all of a sudden the Super Duty, Super Cab, Longbed V-10 4x4 F-250 no longer made a lot of sense.

Yeah. I know what you're thinking: An F-250 Super Duty, Super Cab, LONGbed, V-10 four-by-four?! Also known as: "an aircraft carrier."

There was a time when I swore I'd never again not own a truck. Of course, that was back when I actually used the word "never," something I no longer do. But pickups were just so damned useful. I could sleep in the back comfortably. I could haul a tank (should the need ever arise...). I could move from the Lower 48 and carry most of my stuff myself.



But once the snowmobile was gone, and the trailer too, there was absolutely zero need for the beast. In its place has come some sensibility: a Honda CR-V. Twice the mileage (and then some), fits in the garage MUCH easier, and, to put it simply, not so damned ridiculous.

Not sure what took so damned long.

Now I'm like the 17-year-old who gets his mom's old Subaru and sits in it in the garage. I'm sitting here listening to the Alaska Aces play in the ECHL finals on AM radio in my new-smelling car with nine -- NINE! -- miles on it. Ahhh...

And the Aces just scored. It's all good...