saying yes to a 1994 Volvo

It was Sylvia's brother Brian who's been working on us to buy a new used car. He found a teal-colored '94 Volvo 850 turbo at his mechanic's shop in Vista - a town I hope never to see again, don't like that place - so we drove down and spent 4 gs (credit card) on the purchase...whew! Just like that. Then I drove home like 60...more like 70+, with power I didn't know existed.

By some weird mechanism, Russell Knowles, our Volvo mechanic called just after I got back, asking about Next Plane to London (Rose Garden). Will have the 850 at his shop Monday for him to check out and fix the glove box busted lock.

It was quite the day: Sylvia left in the Volvo wagon before I did, got home about 20 minutes before she did. She thought she saw me getting a ticket in Aliso Viejo. Thank goodness she didn't stop. Like that.