All I want for Christmas

...is a really hot car. This Christmas, I'm making an exception. Typically, I would always without hestiation take a 1970's era American musclecar over a foreign automobile, even if it was a firecracker of a sports car.

Well, I found a firecracker. And Sherry, I want one. It is a Bugatti Veyron. Say what? Yeah, a Bugatti.

know it sounds stupid, it doesn't have the mystique of Ferrari or Lamborghini. But, it's a pretty fast little car. How fast, you might ask? I might tell you. It goes 252 miles an hour. Yep, that's right - over TWO HUNDRED AND FIFTY miles an hour. The tires are specially designed as even normal very high performance tires will melt at that speed. At 735 horsepower it will take your head off, going from 0-62 MPH in 2.5 seconds. Yes, that wasn't a mistype - from a standing start to 62 miles an hour you will spend 2.5 SECONDS.

I really want one bad Sherry. And at $1,700,000 I don't want anything else this year.

You know you're old when...

I took my truck in for service recently. They provide a car service to take customers back to our households or other destinations. A young kid was my driver. As we neared my neighborhood he remarked that he used to have some friends on my street that he would hang out with. I said "oh, at the house where they have the football games and a bunch of guys come over and get drunk and loud?" He said no, "those guys are in their twenties and too old for me and my friends". Young whippersnapper.