Alright, so for years myself, my dad, and my grandpa have gone to the Annual Portland Auto Show. This year we finally convinced my brother to come with us and it was such a good time. It was last weekend (I know I'm a little behind on my posting, but give me a break) Here are some pictures from the show:
We'll begin with My Dad's favorite... the Chevy convertible truck.

Next We have the
Ugliest Car of the Year Award: And the Winner is (drumroll.........) The Chevy HHR!!! (which my brother has so eloquently nic-named the Hairy Herbst Racer) This is a picture of me and My grandpa (above is my dad and grandpa)

Here is My Grandpa who has graciously posed for a picture in a close second for the ugliest car of the year award the Scion XB. (Plus I just think it is a good picture of him)

Here I am in a Caddy. I just like the picture because I am the only thing in focus. hmmm now you have to ask yourself: Was it an accident? Or does everything but Danny tend to go out of focus when he enters a room? hmmmm accident .. I think not ;)

And in other auto news it was a very sad day on Monday. A day that will live in infamy as, "Black Monday" It was the day my car died. Yes, Monday the engine lost it's will to go on, and so young too. It was only 34 years old. I was driving down my street and I noticed that my car was not handling well. I looked down at the gauges and noticed that I had no oil pressure. So to make a long story short... I drove my car home, it was towed to my mechanic (by the way that is one of the worst feelings in the world to watch your car being towed away. Others told me this and I didn't believe it until I experienced it first hand) and it was the main bearings. There is a glimpse of happiness yet in this story, however tiny it is, my mechanic is rebuilding the engine for cost for me. So the car will live on, it is just sort of in a medically induced coma right now. However, I have come to the realization that it is probably time to sell my car. It has been so much fun and a dream that I have had since I was was little to own such a car (yes I was small once). I am entering a point in my life where I can't afford to be tied down to a car that is just a bottomless vacuum for my money. I know it is only a car and someday I might be able to get another one, but it feels like I am losing more than that. So you heard it here first, it is not for sure, but it is looking like it. My reservation for keeping it, is the longer I keep it the more it is going to be worth and what ever I replace it with the longer I keep that the less it is going to be worth. I have had the car three years and it is worth over double what I paid for it. Now I got it for a really good deal and I have done a lot too it, but still. That is awesome for a car. If you think about it please pray for wisdom on my part and that God gives me a peace about whatever decision I make. Thoughts and comments appreciated. (in case you didn't know, this is my car below. It is the only picture I have of it on my computer so sorry it is so small, I used it as an avatar on a website)