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March 19, 2007

Dear Jeep, I love you. Please hold it together for a few more months. Love, me

I'm going to tell you the end of this story first because I do not want the suspense killing you, seeing as a story with me and a vehicle involved could have any number of outcomes, including tragedy. So in the end of this story, my awesome Dad saved the day and fixed everything even though I believe he did have to break out the GooGone.

(I am bad at reading suspense books because I get so stressed out if I don't know what is about to happen! I'll flip ahead in the story until I know what the outcome is of whatever suspenseful moment we're in, then I can relax enough to go back and read the chapter. I am maybe not very much fun to watch dramatic movies with, just FYI.)

So! Two weeks ago I got off the bus at the Encino Park 'n Ride and there was my Jeep, my hot little red vehicle who loved me enough to come back to me, and he was sitting there in the dark, alone, and waiting for me.

And apparently at some point during the day my Jeep -- my vehicle who has been through so much with me including but not limited to one divorce, four cats being hauled to various medical facilities, moving into three (!) new places and being broken into twice and hijacked once -- my little Jeep got tired of holding the rear-view mirror up, and he sighed and released the mirror into the passenger's seat. I can only imagine he sighed with relief. At least he wasn't being taken on a high-speed chase in Hollywood again. He was just tired, and probably in need of an oil change. Or a new radiator again. Ya'll know.

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Sad and slightly out-of-focus face.


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Happy face. Also: see my man hands in the reflection! Picture staged for your enjoyment in daylight.

As soon as I could, I made a stop at the local auto parts place and a nice boy named Javier or Robert or Federico helped select the rearview mirror adhesive kit of my dreams and then offered to help me fix it, except he would need to do it the next day after school.

"What school do you go to?" I asked.

"San Fernando High School," he said.

And I remembered that I was not exactly desiring to be on NBC Dateline's "To Catch A Predator" show (again) and I declined. With a smile. And also I had a question for God, which was, "Hi God. Why? WHY? Are you torturing me? Is this the new hell, where every hot and able-to-fix-stuff guy who just lurves me is SIXTEEN FREAKING YEARS OLD? P.S. Sorry about the almost-swear words, God. Please send someone over 21. Thanks."

And while I had every intention of fixing this rearview mirror problem over the next few weeks, the truth is I had not actually been home during daylight hours. I was leaving for work when it was dark and returning in the dark and let's face it. Me + car repairs + permanant adhesive + the DARK = RECIPE FOR DISASTER.

So I was rearview mirrorless for... a few weeks. Which was fine because I commute on the bus and for the small driving I did in the Valley I found having no hindsight to be an excellent advantage in my stress-relief since I could no longer see who was tailgating me and ergo, I felt less stressed out. If a tailgater tailgates yet no one can see him, does he exist? I was very existential.

And as it turns out, I predominantly use my rearview mirror for checking my lipstick.

But then when my parents arrived and I needed to drive all over kingdom come, I sort of needed a rear view for the freeway. And I didn't have a second to spare on figuring out the adhesive kit thing, and my Dad is here! Yay! Because Dads are the best at fixing stuff! So I just needed to get to Orange County and all would be well.

So I did what any normal human being would do.
I duct taped it on.

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Notice I even duct-taped the air freshener in place.

But sadly, in what may be my greatest personal failure to date, I am either not redneck enough or not smart enough to successfully duct tape my rear-view mirror on because it sort of dangled and spun around for a while and then when I hit a bump on the freeway it sadly fell off with a pathetic little plop, back into the passenger seat where it laid in its duct-tapey casing until my father resurrected it and restored it again to its place of prominence and glory on my windshield.

And now all is well and I can check my lipstick with frequency and make faces at tailgating freakazoids and sing Wilson-Phillips to my Jeep, my beloved Jeep, "I know that there is pain/ Just hold on for one more day..." Specifically, just hold on to all your much-needed parts. But just in case you need to sigh and release something else, a door handle, windshield wiper blade, brake light ...

... I do have a roll of duct tape in my purse. And I am not afraid to use it!

Posted by laurie at March 19, 2007 08:43 AM

Comments

You tried. Just an FYI though, duct tape sticks to everything but metal. Which makes it useless for taping the join in a duct. Crazy construction inventors.

Posted by: Dorothy B at March 19, 2007 08:53 AM

Hey, you get points for resourcefullness AND craftiness!

Posted by: leslie at March 19, 2007 08:59 AM

At least one of our vehicles (the younger of which is 11 years old and currently visiting its favorite mechanic) jettisoned its rearview mirror in like fashion. My husband fixed it. Must be a guy thing. He did not even use duct tape.

Posted by: Lucia at March 19, 2007 08:59 AM

break free break from the chains....
I chortled out loud at the picture of the duct tape right down the middle of the mirror... classic!

Posted by: Brianne at March 19, 2007 09:03 AM

God bless duct tape!

Posted by: The Other Ruth at March 19, 2007 09:04 AM

LOL I had a sad little ranger pick up for many years. when it's rearview fell off I kept it on the dash and when I needed it I would just hold it up until it served it's purpose, then then redeposit it on the dash. This was more impressive than it sounds considering i was working the stick as well.

Posted by: erin at March 19, 2007 09:05 AM

Too freakin' funny! Glad you and the Jeep survived. Yay, Dad!

Posted by: Mary in Virginia at March 19, 2007 09:08 AM

If it is any consolation, I too have used duct tape for auto repairs. My old car needed new wiper blades. Desperately. Try as I may, I am NOT a handy woman, but I am very, very *ahem* frugal. I marched myself to my trusty Canadian Tire (Canada's "everything you could possibly need for the home or auto" store) and bought new wiper blades.

I declined the nice man's offer to install my new wiper blades for what seemd to be an exhorbitant sum. I mean, how hard could it be? *Famous Last Words* The old blades refused to come off without a fight. Not being the most patient of lasses, it's possible that I broke the brackets that were needed to install the new ones. It is also possible that I swore enough upon breaking said brackets to make a sailor blush. But I digress...

See earlier note about cheapness... *er* I meant frugality. There was NO possible way I was marching myself back to Canadian Tire to get new arms for the wipers. NO SIREE, bob! I duct-taped those suckers on, and there they stayed for 4 years until I bought a new car.

Duct tape really is the wonder tool!

Posted by: Julie at March 19, 2007 09:10 AM

Red Green (he's Harold's uncle, but he's my hero) would be so proud! He would also help you build a new vehicle out of two satellite dishes and a golf cart! And duct tape!

But never mind that. I'm so glad your beloved Jeep will be holding on for one more day. Isn't it funny how attached we get to our cars? (Mine is called Eugene. He is my dear friend.) :)

Posted by: Julie at March 19, 2007 09:12 AM

My first year of college, many years ago, I drove a 1979 Ford Ranger Huge Honkin' Truck. My lovely dearie would frequently drop bits and bobs along the highway, but its fave thing to dump was the rearview. Of course, being a college student, I had to park on campus which required one of those little hang-y parking pass thingies, but I never seemed to have a rearview from which to hang it. So I placed the pass prominently on the dashboard. No prob for months, until one day The Truck just wasn't there. Nowhere. The college parking nazis had towed it! They saw the pass, saw the lack of rearview, saw the obvious sad poorness of my station in life... and STILL TOWED MY TRUCK! From then on, I tied the pass to the rearview, and placed the whole conglomeration on the dash. Bite me, parking nazis.

Posted by: Heather at March 19, 2007 09:15 AM

You forgot to use a coat hanger with that there duct tape. UR2 funny!

Is it weird that every time I see a red Jeep I think to myself, "Hi Laurie!"

Posted by: psychomom at March 19, 2007 09:18 AM

when my rearview mirror fell off the windshield, I went out and bought one of those big mirrors that you can clip to the visor. I used that as a rearview until I was able to get the car somewhere to get the mirror reattached to the window. (took about 4 months)

Posted by: Erin at March 19, 2007 09:21 AM

Look at you with your MacGyver-like moves with the duct tape!

Posted by: Amie at March 19, 2007 09:24 AM

I will duct tape the living hee hee out of everything that is broken, unless, of course, I choose to super glue said broken item!

Keep smiling!

Posted by: Cheesy Knit Wit at March 19, 2007 09:27 AM

I am repeatedly convinced that one could survive any situation for at least 3 weeks with a roll of duct tape and a multi-tool ;)

Posted by: ksfishgirl at March 19, 2007 09:32 AM

you
crack
me
up

Duct-taped rearview mirror where I live = 315-er!

But you know who secretly loved this adventure of yours? Dad.

Dads love to fix things (or, in some cases, point
out what you should be fixing).

Posted by: k8 at March 19, 2007 09:33 AM

Thank you, thank you, thank you for the laugh! I'm going to have to send a link to your blog to my brothers---our grandfather was never afraid to use the duct tape, but even he never went quite this far!

Posted by: susannahs@msn.com at March 19, 2007 09:35 AM

Maybe you could use your Magical Crafty Powers to buy a replacement rearview mirror and install it? Duct tape rocks, but Le Jeep just sounds....tired. Perk it up with a new part!

Posted by: Samantha at March 19, 2007 09:35 AM

Praise be to Duct Tape! Lessee what the all-know DT has miraculously cured: skirt hems, broken windows, flapping shoe soles, fixing holes in Ziploc bags, removing lint, torturing cats (Hubbo thought putting a small piece on the bottom of a paw was the height of hilarity - I did not.), among countless other things. And now, reattaching review mirrors. Excellent!

Posted by: LaDonna at March 19, 2007 09:37 AM

OH MY FREAKIN GAWD!!!!

Oh my gawd Oh my gawd Oh my gawd Oh my gawd

Okay, most of the time, when I say I laughed at one your posts, I really did laugh - inside my head. Because I'm suppressive like that. Also, I work at FatCatLawFirm. And, when I was reading about Fernando/Ricardo/Not-Quite-16? I was chuckling in my head.

BUT WHEN I SAW THE DUCT TAPE'D MIRROR?!?!?! I *LITerally* ROARED! OUT LOUD. And my boisterous BFF@W isn't here to take some of the heat off me.

Purl. I know it's been said before, but this really seals the deal - I love you.

Posted by: MonkeyGurrl at March 19, 2007 09:39 AM

I have had that happen to me. I was sitting in traffic one day and mine popped off and plopped into my lap! It was like HELLO THERE!! It's like they just get tired of hanging on. I had a door drop off once -- opened it up and thunk....it could have been worse, at least it didn't hit me in the foot!!

Posted by: Cheryl :) at March 19, 2007 09:40 AM

HA! I knew there was someone else out there like me!! It drives my husband NUTS that I have to know that everything will work out in a suspense novel or dramatic movie. It really is the only way I can relax and enjoy the tension...
As a kid I couldn't watch movies like The Incredible Journey. I worried too much about the animals to sit still. My poor mother..

Posted by: robinv at March 19, 2007 09:41 AM

Oh, and BTW? I have duct tape in at least 4 colors (including HOT PINK), courtesy of Michael's. :) Use it when EVER I can get away with it!!!

Posted by: MonkeyGurrl at March 19, 2007 09:43 AM

Honey, we need to get you some fashionable duct tape, a lovely bright pink would have just done the trick. I'm sure Jeep wouldn't have plopped it back into his passenger seat if it had been slightly more color coordinated. I had to duct tape my mirror on Theodore(my green jeep) for a bit because he too gave up the rear view mirror. Must be a Jeep thing?

Posted by: Ari at March 19, 2007 09:45 AM

My windshield wiper MOTOR is currently duct-taped into place... duct tape CURES ALL! you'll get the hang of it, don't worry! :) It is a fine art.

Posted by: Amy at March 19, 2007 09:46 AM

I got a good laugh out of this post, especially the duct taped mirror! Yay for dads who fix stuff! And yay for Wilson Phillips!

Posted by: Bea Apple at March 19, 2007 09:51 AM

I'm kind of bummed out that your Dad actually fixed it, because I was really looking forward to the installment of this story where you scrounged up all the nursing home residents and handed out the chewing gum to those with their own teeth and then borrowed a paperclip...

Posted by: Velma at March 19, 2007 09:56 AM

The DH came running in from the other room - "whassamattah??" I'm laffin', says I -- oh, sez he, Aunt Purl? We have a 92 toyota, my beloved Deerslayer. His rear lights are held on by duct tape, but I lurves him and don't ever want to get rid of him. (After the second deer and the 25# turkey the repair guy said "Want me to put decals on the fender, like to keep score?")

VERY glad you got Jeep back, and the fact that only the rearview fell off is proof of his devotion. And I'm with Monkeygurrl - I LOVE YOU TOO!

Posted by: Bubbe Dale-Harriet in WI at March 19, 2007 10:01 AM

Oh - and PS: Those pictures of you are ADORABLE! Gee but your pretty face brightens a day.

Posted by: Dale-Harriet in WI again at March 19, 2007 10:03 AM

Dear Laurie,

I was just perusing your latest entry when I came to a crashing realization:

You. Are. Gorgeous.

Just thought you should know. :)

Posted by: CarrieP at March 19, 2007 10:04 AM

Click on the CM for a link to "Duct Tape 'Splained" on my humble little blog.

"At least he wasn't being taken on a high-speed chase in Hollywood again."

Where can I read the story behind this?

Posted by: CM at March 19, 2007 10:07 AM

Laurie, you often refer to that LAME Wilson Phillips song and it always makes me laugh. It is so trite! Hold on for one more day, my butt!

Posted by: liza at March 19, 2007 10:09 AM

i had no idea rearview mirrors were prone to falling off!

Posted by: smokeyJoe at March 19, 2007 10:13 AM

Once when one of my (now, sadly, late)horses stepped on a nail. I had to soak her hoof daily in salt water, flood it with iodine, pack it with cotton and hold the cotton in place while protecting it all from dirt. What did I use as a bandage? That's right, the wonder stuff know far and wide, Duct Tape! Is there anything that a little duct tape won't fix?

Posted by: Vickimin So. Cal. at March 19, 2007 10:19 AM

i agree with carrie. you certainly are gorgeous. and funny. i wish i were half as gorgeous and funny.

Posted by: maryse at March 19, 2007 10:21 AM

I thought maybe it was just me. The rearview mirror in every car I've ever had has popped off. I borrowed my dad's van the other day so he could see why my wagon hated me and didn't want to play nice down the highway. I adjusted the mirror nicely 'cause ya know, Daddy is a lot taller than me, and the blasted thing fell off. I just walked in to the house at the end of the weekend and said, "Oh, and by the way, I killed another mirror, it's on the seat". Daddy keeps adhesive in the house now for me. Ugh.

And yeah, Daddies secretly wish that things will break so they can fix it. My daddy sighs at me, but he's always smiling as he walks out the door to fix it.

Posted by: Tracie at March 19, 2007 10:22 AM

I agree with Tracie...Daddies LOVE to be needed to fix stuff. Aw, makes me miss my dad (he lives in SoCal, and I live in NoCal), but I don't think I have anything to fix! Have a great day, Laurie! XO

Posted by: marissa at March 19, 2007 10:30 AM

Duct tape rules! So does Goo Gone!

Right after my divorce, my parents came to visit me and completely took over the apartment - fixing everything in sight - and including throwing all the ancient curtains into the washer where they promptly disintegrated - oops. (We replaced them with Goodwill finds.) But they also brought me a dining room table they'd found at a garage sale for $10 and had completely refinished. After an 8 hour drive, they unloaded it, recovered all four seat cushions in an hour and then had dinner. They wear ME out.

My dad also made sure I had a well-stocked toolbox and every time he comes to visit, we go to the hardware store and pick out some more tools for the set. He got bored the last time because he ran out of things to fix and I actually caught him removing the mold from my shower tile with a toothbrush!

Posted by: OtherLisa at March 19, 2007 10:31 AM

We could not survive without Duct Tape. Praise to the Duct Tape Goddess!! And to your Dad!!

Posted by: Nancy at March 19, 2007 10:33 AM

Excellent problem solving skills, I think. When my rearview fell off a few years ago (loved that '79 Ford Fairmont), I left it on the passenger side of the bench seat (see? awesome) and used to pick it up and aim it over my shoulder when I needed to change lanes.

Posted by: Kirstie at March 19, 2007 10:38 AM

awesome tape job. really.
How seriously cute are you!

Posted by: suetreiber at March 19, 2007 10:46 AM

Love it!

I do have a roll of duct tape always in the glove box. That is because I generally live in the stix and you never know when you will have to duct tape a headlight, or wheel well, or window after a deer runs out in front of you.

I am sure dear Dad was thrilled to be able to fix your little problem!

Posted by: cheesehead with sticks at March 19, 2007 10:47 AM

I love my Jeep, too. It's still kinda' new (2003 Rubicon) and I intend to keep it until the wheels fall off ... or Duck Tape becomes it's best friend instead of me. Jeep Girls Rule!

Posted by: Carol at March 19, 2007 10:47 AM

Although the duck tape made me giggle, it was the comment about suspense novels that made me all happy. I am *so much* the same way... I have driven my family and friends crazy for years because after I read chapter 1 I ALWAYS read the last chapter. I just need to know that things end up ok... and I honestly thought I was the only one in the world that could not take the suspense!

Posted by: Sara at March 19, 2007 10:53 AM

The rearview mirror on our Jeep did the same exact thing about a year ago. But you did right... when in doubt... duct tape! The top on our Jeep is being held on with duct tape right now. ;)

Posted by: Lisa P at March 19, 2007 11:00 AM

As obi won once said, "Use the duct tape Luke", or something like that.

You always crack me up. Good luck on finding that 21+ year old guy that just lurves you. Although I think some of your humorous situations won't happen once you find that next "mr. Right"

Posted by: Todd at March 19, 2007 11:01 AM

I do the same thing when I read a book but when I watch a movie? Don't you dare tell me how it ends or it will be ruined for me! Or even what's going to happen next. My hubby is bad about that. He'll guess what he thinks is going to happen and more times than not he'll be right. So aggravating!

I once had to duct tape my passenger side mirror because I backed out of my dad's driveway too close to the hedges on that side and tore the thing off! I seriously thought that the mirror would be able to handle sliding through the soft little leaves. Didn't realize the extent of the toughness of the branches inside! Doh!

Posted by: Leeny at March 19, 2007 11:03 AM

Hi Lauri!
Just had to tell you that it finally dawned on me after seeing your photos today...you look just like LeAnn Rimes!!! It has been bugging me for the longest time...who does Aunt Purl remind me of???...finally dawned on me today.

Love your creative crafty approach to car repair...You Rock!

Posted by: Jenny G. at March 19, 2007 11:08 AM

If not for duct tape and bondo, my poor little '82 toyota corolla would never had made it through my college years (94-98). It promptly died 6 months after graduation and luckily I was able to afford a car less than 12 years old :-) Hooray for duct tape!

Posted by: Christine at March 19, 2007 11:15 AM

Lol, how creative and resourceful you are, Laurie! That sounds like something I would do :P I agree with the other posters, you are so darn cute!

Posted by: Marielle at March 19, 2007 11:27 AM

How exactly does air freshener work in a Jeep?

Posted by: Amy at March 19, 2007 11:55 AM

How funny, I am driving around without my rear view mirror right now and was noticing how less stressed I am without it. Four years ago I glued the same mirror back on with super never let go epoxy and I glued it on UPSIDE DOWN this does not work.

Just wondering... Why do you need air freshener in a convertible?

Posted by: Kristine at March 19, 2007 11:58 AM

Hey, did anyone see the "I've Got A Secret" episode (quit looking at me like that. it's perfectly respectable entertainment) with the duct-tape evening gowns? You really can do anything with it.

Posted by: Lucia at March 19, 2007 12:02 PM

The rear-view mirror was the first thing to go on my Jeep Renegade. I had a friend with an identical vehicle – the rear-view mirror was his first repair job, as well.

As for duct tape, it's also great for repairing the fabric on "rag-and-tube" airplanes. We call it 100mph tape, and no self-respecting taildragger pilot flies without it.

I've also made wallets and purses with it. Duct tape and a little self-sticking Velcro goes along way if you're crafty! Heh.

Posted by: Debbi at March 19, 2007 12:18 PM

Ahh, duct tape and Dad. What more does a girl need?

Posted by: Pamela at March 19, 2007 12:22 PM

Until last year, I honestly thought it was called duck tape.

Posted by: Neil at March 19, 2007 12:24 PM

Ah this reminds me of the time my brother replaced the emergency brake of the little S10 (that would in three years be mine) with a wire coat hanger. Thank the lord for ingenuity. And God bless duct tape. Keeping siblings quiet for 20 years.

Posted by: Linda at March 19, 2007 12:34 PM

for real... we all know that you rock.. but your dad... he's da bomb!!

Posted by: Beth at March 19, 2007 12:57 PM

I'm with CM. Where's the story about the little red jeep being driven dangerously fast through Hollywood AGAIN?

Love the air freshener in the jeep. Does that really help in L.A.? ;)

Posted by: Not Faint Hearted at March 19, 2007 12:59 PM

Duct tape can also be useful for removing warts. Really!


Posted by: Marilyn at March 19, 2007 01:25 PM

I once tried to tape my rearview mirror to my car door. Yes, the one that goes on the OUTSIDE of the car. Just backing out of my driveway was enough to send it bouncing off to smash on the concrete. One of my manly-man handy-man neighbors saw it, and he was either having really bad, really sudden stomach pains, or he was doubled over with laughter.

FIVE HUNDRED AND FIFTY DOLLARS LATER (yes, I still say the price in all caps; given how much it cost, how could I not?) I had two new rear view mirrors. (Yes, only one was broken, but the other was cracked, and because I'm a complete coward with mechanics, as well as being MADE OF MONEY, I caved and bought both.)

Posted by: Monica at March 19, 2007 01:32 PM

In the late 80s and early 90s my mom was the assistant principal of San Fernando High School- I remeber one time after a football game her car's battry died and one of her football players (a kid named Javier, Robert or Fernando)helped her out by telling her "Hey my homey can fix it" and took her to some tiny beat-up garage (this was fairly late in the evening too)- beat on the door and this sort of cholo looking guy came out. The football player said "Hey this is my AP- and she needs a battery for a Honda Accord- don't cheat her homey okay?"
So homey nodded, the got a new battery for mom's Honda and the football player and homey saw her to the freeway and on her way.

To this day that is one of her favorite San Fernando High stories. She loved those kids up there (my mom lives in Whittier).

Posted by: Angel at March 19, 2007 01:37 PM

I always read, but rarely comment...today you made me laugh out loud more than once. Thank you.

Posted by: Lynette at March 19, 2007 01:42 PM

I was also going to say that duct tape can remove warts.

Posted by: Yvonne at March 19, 2007 01:48 PM

"Use the duct tape, Luke." I'll remember that one. I, too, have used duct tape to hold medication on a horse's foot.

But now, there is an exciting new demigod in the Duct Tape Pantheon: CLEAR duct tape. And, for reasons that either show I'm soooo clever and resourceful or soooo White Trash, I'm using clear duct tape to repair the wallpaper in my basement. (Note to others: never wallpaper a basement. The dampness WILL make it peal, and then you'll be stuck with either re-doing the dang wallpaper or sticking it back up with clear duct tape. Or leaving it hanging down for that House of Usher look.)

Posted by: Jill of the 7 cats at March 19, 2007 01:55 PM

She needs air freshener in the jeep because that little tree would look funny hanging off her nose.

Posted by: The Other Ruth at March 19, 2007 02:12 PM

Yay for Red Green!!! He would SO totally be proud of you, Laurie! As would most of the rednecks on my dad's side of the family.

You still look like LeAnn Rimes to me - Purty!

Posted by: AlliMack at March 19, 2007 02:37 PM

Forget MacGyver (though I have a huge crush on RDA)...WWLD (What would Laurie do)?

Posted by: moiraeknittoo at March 19, 2007 02:50 PM

Forget knitting - Bossy thinks you have a future in duct tape.

Posted by: BOSSY at March 19, 2007 02:51 PM

Here's my advice to you: invest in a good stereo. That way if the car starts to make weird sounds, you can crank it up and not hear them anymore.

I've been through the inspection station where they have just laughed and pointed.

Posted by: TC at March 19, 2007 03:30 PM

I almost hurt myself laughing at the picture of the duct taped mirror. Good luck finding a boy that isn't jail bait. I finally found one, now all I have to do is teach him what a telephone is. *sigh*

Posted by: Anne at March 19, 2007 03:37 PM

I drove our ute for years like this. It's actually quite versatile, so long as you always know where it is to grab it in a hurry.

My kingdom for a dad who can fix things...

Posted by: shula at March 19, 2007 03:44 PM

Oh Laurie you make me laugh :) I need to get me some duct tape. My car is held together with wood screws... mmm safe!

(thats screws used to fasten wood to wood, not screws made from wood)

Did you dye your hair or is it the light? It looks purdy either way.

Posted by: Anne-Marie at March 19, 2007 03:45 PM

@Neil

One company completely gave up and is now labeling their duct tape....."Duck Tape".

With a little picture of a duck to prove it.

Posted by: Steve at March 19, 2007 03:45 PM

duct tape is an amazng thing ... though sometimes it can fail. i learned this in northern minnesota, that you can't use duct tape to secure cardboard over part of your front grill in the death of winter. at those extreme freezing temps, it won't stick to metal ... but, electrical tape will work!
i (partially) remember a line from a movie ... chevy chase, "funny farm" ?. the movers were trying to deliver the furniture, and they were lost in the country, and came to an old wooden covered bridge ... one of the drivers commented, "that's not a bridge, but a bunch of termites holding hands!"
happy days!

Posted by: gray la gran at March 19, 2007 03:52 PM

I am going to have to show this blog to my DH. He thinks I am beyond strange for reading the last chapter of a book after reading the beginning. It's nice to know I'm not alone! Of course, he laughs the hardest when I have to REREAD the ending cause I usually forget what happened (not to mention that I'm a librarian.)!

Posted by: Laura in NC at March 19, 2007 04:09 PM

I also read the last pages first.
I've had two rear-view mirrors fall off, so it isn't just Jeeps.
Real duct tape sticks to metal (at least, metal that is indoors at normal indoor temperatures), but there's a lot of junk tape out there that doesn't stick to much of anything.

Posted by: =Tamar at March 19, 2007 04:37 PM

LOL. In my old car the rearview mirror was duct-taped on for years. (And the tape did not go across the mirror.) I carried a roll because every couple of years or so I would need to change the tape since the mirror had once more fallen off.

Posted by: Dagny at March 19, 2007 05:31 PM

My Jeep hasn't given up its rearview mirror yet, but it is good to know what to expect so that I will have some duct tape handy. Mine's a 2000 Jeep- how much longer do I have?

Posted by: Jen at March 19, 2007 05:48 PM

Laurie,

You are definatley the highlight of my day!!! You make me laugh so much!!!

Posted by: Yonacy at March 19, 2007 06:02 PM

I cannot believe duct tape is in the news right this minute! And it's about WARTS!

[This link takes you to Yahoo news]

http://tinyurl.com/29sjl9

Posted by: The Other Ruth at March 19, 2007 06:02 PM

Ok, firstly: get Gaffer's tape. It's what the folks in the-ayter use to tape down electrical lines and other things that come perilously close to falling off and it's Duct Tape's big badass brother.

Secondly: once, long ago, I had a Chevy Sprint which I drove with a single headlight. One night at the grocery store, the lone headlight extinguished. What did I do? I marched back into Safeway and purchased two flashlights, taped one onto each front fender, and drove home, laughing maniacally the entire way.

God bless tapes.

Posted by: kt at March 19, 2007 06:54 PM

Oh yes, God bless duct tape! It's all that's been stopping me putting my foot right through the shower tray and soaking the folks downstairs. For a year. My dad is not so much the handyman. But still will not hear of me employing a man to do something he ought to be able to do himself. And I even got tape to match the shower tray. And FYI, the cheap stuff seems to be more waterproof than the pricey stuff, and better at sticking to fiberglass.

Posted by: irene at March 19, 2007 07:17 PM

Okay, I have a stitch in my side and it is totally your fault. I have not laughed this hard in I don't know when. You know you are laughing like a fool, when 3 tiny dogs stare at you turning their little heads back and forth in little tilting angles. I may have peed myself just a little. TMI?

Posted by: Bliss at March 19, 2007 07:18 PM

Sweetie, go to your local glass/mirror shop and have them glue the damn thing on for you. It will cost less than $15 and take less than 15 minutes. I speak from experience. If you try to use that kit, it will fall off and you will be totally pissed off because you tried to fix it and failed. Go to the glass shop. You'll thank me!

Posted by: Sharon at March 19, 2007 07:21 PM

sharon is right... take her advise! After all what you and your jeep has gone through it deserves a nice looking and well glued rear window. :P
i'm a jeep lover and i bought new jeep bestop car - http://www.speedyperformanceparts.com/speedy/jeep_1.html
- cover and just brought it to a service for maintenance. I guess it's time that you pamper your jeep.

Posted by: katie at March 19, 2007 07:39 PM

The rearview mirror on my Jeep fell off once too!! I thought it was the weirdest thing ever!

Posted by: Rachel at March 19, 2007 07:48 PM

P.S. you look great.

Posted by: Patty at March 19, 2007 10:05 PM

Well, now that your lipstick is perfect and you're smelling like a pine tree, I'm sure you'll attract other guys who lurve you and your hot red jeep and want to go cruisin on the Freeway of Love. And hey, you need to lower the threshold on the sweet young things. They only have to be 18--forget that 21 stuff. Remember, Mrs. Robinson never went to jail!

Posted by: V-Grrrl at March 20, 2007 03:35 AM

At work we heart the sticky-back Velcro that you can buy by the yard. You could repositiion your mirror (if it weren't already fixed). Otherlisa, can you send your parents my way?

Posted by: Sue F. at March 20, 2007 04:32 AM

My first car was a 78 jeep. I loved that jeep- but the rearview mirror fell off too. I just used the side ones, didn't think of the duck...
long live the red Jeep!!
and yeah, what IS up with the air freshener?

Posted by: Tonja at March 20, 2007 06:29 AM

The trick to the young ones is finding one who didn't get rejected so much when he was under 21 that he gave up. Some of the best-looking men I know were aghast to find out that, had they persisted hitting on 30-something women, they'd have found many takers once they themselves hit their twenties. They tried it when they were 18 and 19, got sweetly or laughingly rejected, and just figured women in their 30's and up weren't interested. Sigh.

Take a class at the local community college. Pick something that fills a G.E. requirement and sounds fun (art history, poetry, geology, whatever). As cute as you are, you'll just have to pick which ones to say yes to...

Posted by: Amanda at March 20, 2007 07:31 AM

Duct Tape - the perfect solution. Did you know the Duct Tape people just gave away $6000 to a high school student who created "Prom" duds? Now that is an FYI that is good to know! Hope you are having fun with your parents in town!

Posted by: Loretta at March 20, 2007 08:31 AM

Duct tape -- the handyman's secret weapon!

And whatever duct tape can't handle, electrical tape can.

The first car I drove after I got married had the signal handle held on by duct tape. Once that failed, it just dangled from the steering column by a strip of electrical tape until it was time to turn a corner. Then I'd jam the arm in, fish around for the screw until the signal started clicking, then take it out and let it dangle again. I drove two hours a day in this car, through the worst areas in North St. Louis, and nobody ever bothered me. I guess it was obvious that it wasn't worth the effort. ;-)

Posted by: Beth in STL at March 20, 2007 10:09 AM

aren't dads the best? as i type, i'm in TEXAS with my dad. he's got, um, connections. my van is in the shop getting the brakes done & all kinds of other needed repairs that my husband couldn't be bothered with. dads rule!

Posted by: Kathy at March 20, 2007 10:40 AM

You should be happy you at least get noticed by the teenage guys.. I seem to be attacting all the gay ones... ::sigh::

Note to self: Stop at Walmart on the way home and buy duct tape. Several rolls.

Posted by: Mia at March 20, 2007 10:56 AM

Did you know that mascara is great for marking that little spot where your rear view mirror once was attached? I used it all of the time when my mirror had fallen off in the Texas sun. I used that same mascara for my sister's mirror as well. Men just look at that little wand like I am crazy, hell no, it works!
I hate to admit it, my hubby duct taped my back window up on my car. I was so embarrassed by it that I went to bother one of my BIL's and he took a piece of wood and propped that window up for me. Notice all of the redneck things going through the mind of everyone. What is worse duct tap on the outside of the window or the piece of wood on the inside of the car? I say the duct tape. I did get a look from the mechanic who was going to fix that window, like I was crazy. It worked, didn't it?
Ah, so you attract jail bait? I am the one who attracts all the men who are missing teeth and who are really gross and greasy. Ugh!
Since my Dad is deceased, he can't help me out with car repairs. I tend to do them on my own unless it is something major or really disgusting and greasy, can you say transmission work? I even taught my husband how to install spark plugs. I am woman, hear me roar!

Posted by: Laura Neal at March 20, 2007 11:35 AM

Too funny. Reminds me of the time I tied together my car door with pantyhose (it was an emergency, ok?) Um, that didn't work out so well so don't try it at home. Duct tape definitely a better way to go.

Posted by: ck at March 20, 2007 12:18 PM

I love your blog. I love your wit and writing. I read it all the time, but just comment sporadically.

However, I looked at your old post about your car being stolen, and I have to take umbrage with your use of the term "carjacked."

Your jeep was stolen from a parking lot. Had it been a carjacking, you would have been in your vehicle somewhere, and someone would have come up to your car, armed with a weapon, and would've threatened to kill you if you didn't get out of the car. It's the difference between a burglary and a home invasion.

I've never been carjacked, but then again, I don't live in L.A. :-) But when I saw that word in your post, I immediately freaked out, thinking you'd been the victim of some heinous crime, when in fact, you were perfectly safe. Having your car stolen is traumatic. Hell, when I get pulled over by a cop, I'm traumatized. :-) But think how much more traumatic and terrifying it would be to be held at gunpoint and yanked out of your car. Scary.

I'm glad you're safe. Don't scare me like that, 'kay?

Posted by: Marcy at March 20, 2007 01:38 PM

Marcy, the title is supposed to be a joke. The title was "Welcome to Carjackistan."

And here in LA people use "jacked" as slang meaning "taken." Sorry you were skeered. It's supposed to be funny. Guess I failed at that too.

Posted by: laurie at March 20, 2007 01:48 PM

Oh, sorry. I didn't know about the L.A. slang.

I just freaked out about the carjacking thing. But your posts are very funny. You are all about The Funny...and totally awesome, by the way.

Posted by: Marcy at March 20, 2007 10:35 PM

Now that I have had time (and wine) and have re-read your comment and mine, Marcy, I realize I sounded like a humorless panties-in-a-bunch spoilsport, because...uh. I was. I'm sorry! You were just being sweet and kind.

Today was just a cruddy day and I felt like I was failing at everything and I was like, "Man! People even hate stuff I wrote two years ago!" because that is what happens when you are stressed and haven't slept in days and really REALLY need a nap. I'm sorry. Next week I will be humorfull again, I promise :) I just have to get through this week... just a few more days....

Posted by: laurie at March 20, 2007 10:43 PM

YOU ARE SO REDNECK!
Duct taping a mirror....
You may be the perfect woman! If you were my sister I'd ask you to mary me!

Posted by: HAJIOMATIC at March 20, 2007 11:40 PM

Insure your smile for $1,000,000...because thats what its worth......

Posted by: HAJIOMATIC at March 20, 2007 11:47 PM

I heart you, Haji.

Posted by: laurie at March 20, 2007 11:55 PM

Hang in there. You may be one of those ladies that attracts younger guys. Choose wisely, young Jedi.

RE: the rear view mirror: a coat hanger might have got the job done.

Funny story.

Posted by: Leif at March 21, 2007 05:40 AM

Very interesting love story between a woman and her jeep! It seems that you love your jeep so much more than your ex-husband! Does your jeep have a name??? Your jeep must have been tired or maybe it just needs to feel good with the way it looks so you should get it with cool jeep accesories- http://www.jpartsonline.com/jeepaccessories.html - and gadgets. By doing so, your jeep might pay you back with its performance and durability. May you and your jeep live happily ever after...

Posted by: carbuff at March 22, 2007 07:48 PM

Love the picture of the mirror taped up there. Classic!!

Posted by: Dale at March 23, 2007 03:06 AM

Hey, it's cool to love the Jeep. We've had a Toyota PU since new - and new was in 1987. If ol' Josie can't fire up on the second crank, it's going to be a bad day.

It was my wife's truck first; she asked my recommendation, and it's still healthy after 200k and two moves and a couple of kids. It's time to teach kids how to drive a stick, though...and then it'll be time to replace the clutch!

BTW, Laurie, the others are really right: you've got a beautiful smile. Smile more, and the world's a beautiful place.

Posted by: Leif at March 23, 2007 06:40 AM

Exactly one year ago I ran into a parked car and my side mirror was hanging on by a thread. Since I was headed home soon(ish) anyway I figured I'd keep it on with some clear duct tape. Which is fine when you're going 5 mph on Pennsylvania Avenue but pretty shitty when you want to go 75mph from DC to Long Island. Thusly, the first leg of my trip went swimmingly the second half was hellish and not only did I get a flat tire but the tape would not f*cking stay. So! I had to stop at some Walmart in a random town between Delaware and New Jersey to find heavy duty duct tape. I wrapped that sucker around my mirror and it stayed there quite nicely I must say. The next day the mechanic was able to fix my mirror and remove the duct tape residue with some stellar goo be gone.

I now keep duct tape and scissors in my trunk not for kidnapping purposes, but in the event that a piece of my car falls off once again.

Posted by: Heather B. at March 25, 2007 10:36 AM