1. As I was indulging my nostalgic memories and paying tribute to the reliability and durability of the Sube over the last twenty-one years, I forgot a very important part of the story.
Wherever the Sube goes next -- tow truck operator BJ thought it might go to a Portland auction house -- the proceeds of its sale will go to the Cat Rescue and Adoption Network in Springfield, OR. From the moment Debbie and I agreed to donate the Sube, I wanted to contribute to an organization that looks out for animals and thanks to a glowing endorsement of CRAN from Debi Mc, this organization will receive whatever money the Sube raises.
2. Today was another car day, as it turned out. I took the car into CdA for an oil change and an inspection which went without a hitch and I found out what I figured might be true: with nearly 50,000 miles racked up, the rear brakes and tires are showing some wear and sometime down the road will need to be replaced. For now, though, they are fine.
3. I left the garage and zoomed straight to the Breakfast Nook for a bracing plate of corned beef hash, hash browns, scrambled eggs, and a biscuit.
Nourished, I blasted down to the CdA Casino to relax for a little while and had fun doing a little machine hopping, spinning reels, and coming out a little bit ahead. I could have played longer, but I like it when I'm in the black, however modest the amount, so I called it a day and headed home.
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