I was going to take today off from blogging, but decided to post one of my random single shots. I posted an Oldsmobile Eighty Eight Royale of this approximate vintage before, but it was a two-door.
This street passes the repair shop where I've found a few other cars, and you can just see the edge of it at the right of the photo. I don't know if this car was there to be repaired or if it just happened to be parked there on a day about nine months ago when I passed by on my way to get groceries. It sort of looks like it's trying to sit inconspicuously between the older Acura and the Nissan.
Some Assembly Required is based just north of Boston, on the first floor of a nice two-family a mere minute's walk from the bus stop. He has one spouse, zero kids (and holding), and one dog, a retired racing greyhound who lives a ridiculously pampered existence.
He's a lifelong New Englander (though all four grandparents were originally New Yorkers), having come of age in the leafy, idyllic suburb of Warwick, RI. He's old enough to have watched The Brady Bunch when it was first on the air, but young enough that he didn't have lustful feelings for Marcia until it went into reruns.
He spends far too much time and energy thinking about clothes, shopping, wristwatches, TV shows, old cars, Christina Hendricks, and the area's bakeries and doughnut shops. He swears he's going to get around to watching the last season and a half of Battlestar Galactica one of these days.