Archive for the ‘Lexus’ Category

And The Car She Drove In With

March 21, 2008

It’s been another expensive day.

Yesterday my desktop ‘pooter had to go to the hospital because I had just ejected a CD, the phone rang, I yanked off my headset and went for the phone–and joggled the CD drawer with my elbow. And then it would not retract.

To fix it, they have to take the entire drive apart and tweak something inside of it.

Then, this morning my car went in for a minor servicing. Uh huh. Turned out my tires were within about a millimeter of killing me, plus the alignment was off. So by the time I got out of there, my credit card was bleeding profusely.

But I got into an interesting discussion with the service manager about the loaner car they gave me. The last two times, I’ve had a loaner with the keyless thingamajig where you simply have the remote nearby and push a button on the dash to start the car. When I saw them bringing over a genuine KEY, I was ecstatic. I explained that with a real key, you put it in the ignition and you have a nice convenient place to hang the rest of your keys. With the keyless thing, what are you supposed to do with your keys? The service manager said most people just put ’em in their pocket. Then he looked over at me, in my pocket-less sweat pants, and said, “Uh huh. Obviously when they designed it, they didn’t think about a good percentage of the population not having pockets!” Then I cracked him up by saying I had left my keys sitting in my lap, and at the end of the trip when I went to get them, well, let’s just say they had shifted position such that I looked like I was doing a Pee-Wee Herman to retrieve them.

Now me, my car and my computer are all safely back home, and I am going to try very, very hard not to spend any more money today.

I Own It.

February 1, 2008

The Lexus, that is.

Paid it off a year early, too.

Which turned out to be all for the best, all things considered. I wasn’t going to–I had a killer loan rate (3.75 percent, can you imagine that?), very cheap money, and I was further ahead investing anything I wasn’t putting toward the car.

But something told me to go ahead and make some extra payments toward principal anyway… and now I am very glad I did. Why? Because the end of the car payments coincided perfectly with the end of my being paid off for the 6 months’ worth of accrued vacation I had never had the time to take, and thus my pay cut has now kicked in. Just in time for the no-more-car-payments phase of my life.

Interesting how things work out sometimes, isn’t it?

Skateboard Redux

March 1, 2006

The poor Lexus is back in the body shop this week. This time, I tangled with a pole in my parking lot because some idiot was illegally and badly parked. I thought I could maneuver around said idiot. I was wrong. I scratched and dented the driver’s side door, and shattered the rearview mirror and cracked the housing.

This time, the rental agency was actually out of skateboards, so I got at least two levels of upgrade at no extra charge. I’m driving a Mazda 6. You know, the car in the obnoxious “zoom zoom” commercials. It’s a step up from a skateboard… but it sure as ‘eck ain’t a Lexus. I have gotten so very spoiled.

I want my car back.

Prognosis on the patient is early next week… or, if there’s a miracle, perhaps on Friday.

Pray for a miracle, okay?

Skateboard

January 9, 2006

That’s what I’m driving this week.

At 8:00 this morning I waved a sorrowful goodbye to my beloved Lexus as it disappeared into the body shop.

Three months ago, the night before I left to visit Kerry in Wisconsin, I discovered somebody had crunched my right rear bumper. (And if I ever see a car around town with the telltale blue oxyx Lexus paint on its bumper… well, I was right here the whole time, understand?)

Between going to Wisconsin for 10 days and then writing a novel in November, I never got around to reporting the incident to my insurance until the middle of December.

Today was the first opening in the body shop, and my insurance will pay for a rental car of sorts, so I drove home in a 2006 Toyota Corolla.

A skateboard, as I said.

Actually, it’s a darn sight nicer than my 1995 Geo Prizm was. For those not in the know, a Prizm is a Corolla with a different name and a cheaper price tag. The Corolla has many of the same dashboard controls as the Lexus, seeing as how the Lexus is an ultra-high-end Toyota, and the ones that aren’t are very similar to my old Prizm. So I will not have a high learning curve in this car.

But ach, what a comedown. I asked if they provided the helmet to wear with the skateboard, since I haven’t ridden one of those since I was about 12, and am rather rusty, I am sure.

Everybody throw good thoughts my direction. They said Thursday or Friday for the Lexus being done. Let’s hope it’s sooner rather than later.

I want my car back. 40 minutes ago I said goodbye to it and I’m having withdrawal pangs.

Give Me A Break

August 22, 2005

I just called the “nationally known auto club” (you can fill in the blank) to renew my membership. A couple of years ago, because my old car was getting older, I had upgraded to “Plus” membership which has enhanced emergency road service.

Since Lexus has its own emergency road service that at least equals and probably surpasses that of the auto club, I wanted to downgrade my membership back to “Classic.”

The lady on the phone said, “Will they take you anywhere you want to go? Because I just got a new Saturn, and they’ll only take me back to the dealership.”

I had to bite my tongue not to go all haughty on her and explain that a Lexus and a Saturn are seriously different animals. I merely said, “Yes, they’ll take me anywhere I want to go, and they’ll put me up overnight if I need it. They do everything but come in and clean my house, and I expect that’ll be next.”

I wonder if this very nice lady at the auto club even knows what a Lexus is…….

Very Interesting

April 12, 2005

After undertaking a brief mercy mission to Ith, I went over to Lexus to see if they could (a) wash the last of the Death Valley dust and bugs off my car, and (b) do anything about the ink that mysteriously appeared on the passenger seat. (They could.) While in the waiting room, I noticed some very interesting things.

First off, the choice of TV channel. Every time I’ve been in there, it has been (you guessed it) the Fox News Channel. Today I asked a passing salesman if Lexus owners perfer the Fox News Channel, or is it the dealership’s choice. He said whoever is in there picks the channel, did I want him to change it? I said oh, no, it’s my favorite station.

Second, the selection of magazines available. Here’s the list:

Business Week
Elite Traveler
Wine Spectator
Golf Digest
Golf 2005 Annual
CFO
Vanity Fair
Details
Lexus (quarterly)

Hmm. Not a single clue about the typical Lexus owner demographics, I see.

Okay, time to get back to work. After I forcibly extract my tongue from my cheek, that is.

I Thought Happiness Was A New Lexus

January 12, 2005

You mean there are alternatives? Somebody make me an offer. I might even consider it.

Hat tip: Right Thinking Girl

Oops

January 6, 2005

The Lexus security alarm works.

How do I know this? I opened the car door, hit the “lock” button, then shut the door again to look for a pen. When I opened the door again, all heck broke loose. Heck died down when I stuck the key in the ignition.

I guess it thought I had gotten out of the car… and then when I went to reopen the door, it thought I was breaking in.

But isn’t this car smart enough to detect my weight in the driver’s seat? Last week it told my gallon of milk that its seat belt wasn’t fastened….

In addition to its multitude of other tricks, the car has a glow-in-the-dark manual trunk release handle inside the trunk. This means if I kidnap somebody and stuff them in the trunk, I had better tie down the lid so they can’t escape. 😉

Monday Miscellanea

January 3, 2005

First and most important: DAG’s comic strip, Don’t Block The Box! is up. Go take a look. For the time being, it will run 3 days a week, Monday-Wednesday-Friday. Ratings and feedback much appreciated!

I found out that the weight of a gallon of milk, a box of labels and my purse in the passenger seat of the Lexus is enough to set off the “you don’t have your seat belt fastened” light.

Went to see “The Phantom of the Opera” Friday night with Sara, Kim, Kathy, Bob and Nancy. We all enjoyed it, and all agreed the phantom was not nearly as scary as he could have been. Went online later to read some reviews, and found a real rant by one woman who spewed that in converting the stage show to a movie, Andrew Lloyd Webber “just doesn’t get it.” Um… didn’t he write the thing??? What’s not to get?

Some people just take their fantasies way too seriously. Folks can talk all day long about how parts of “The Lord of the Rings” movies weren’t what they pictured in their heads. (For example, I always thought Aragorn was much older than Viggo Mortensen, but my life was not ruined by seeing a too-young Aragorn!) But Tolkein wasn’t around to ride herd on the production, so we are presented with a film interpretation other than that of the books’ author. People might even profess disappointment in the interpretations of the “Harry Potter” books, even though their author IS riding herd on the movies. But to launch such a diatribe about Andrew Lloyd Webber “ruining” the Phantom movie smacks of someone who desperately needs a life. Certainly she has a right to be disappointed if the movie doesn’t live up to her expectations, but for cryin’ out loud, it’s just a movie! (The woman who wrote the rant legally changed her name to Christine Daae some years ago. I leave it up to the rest of you to consider her objectivity, or lack thereof.)

Went skating yesterday with Sara, Kathy, Bob and Nancy. We checked out a new (to us) rink in another town, and arrived in the area early enough that Bob could stop at his favorite grown-up toy store, REI. I picked up an Audubon Society calendar with wildflower pictures on it.

On the ice, for the first time I managed a couple of very shaky (and very slow-motion) crossovers without being right next to the railing. Progress! I also spotted for Kathy a couple of times while she skated backwards. (Constant peering over the shoulder for obstructing traffic is a real balance-killer.)

After Bob dropped Sara and me off at her house, we went to dinner. We took my car, and decided that the seat-warmers in the Lexus were designed especially with frozen skaters in mind.

It has stopped raining, for the moment, and the sun is shining. Apparently we’re due for another gully-washer soon, though. Feast or famine in these parts. Either we’re having a drought or flooding. Seems Mother Nature is feeling rather fickle these days.

I hope everyone is having a happy, prosperous, safe and sane New Year!

Car Color Capers

December 20, 2004

My new Lexus’ color is “Blue Onyx Pearl.” It’s so dark a blue the light has to hit it right for you to even know it’s blue.

Today it went in the shop for its first all-day stem-to-stern, inside-and-out detailing and paint and leather treatment. They gave me a loaner car, also an ES, which can only be described as army green.

Now, I have nothing against army green–when it’s on the army. I have plenty against it as a car color. Especially on a Lexus.

The official name of the color is “Oasis Green Pearl.” My sister took one look and said “Not oasis. Swamp.”

But I am not complaining. The last time I was given a loaner car by a repair shop, many moons ago, it was a great big old clunker tank, and it rattled and coughed so much I was afraid to drive it on the freeway, so I drove surface streets all the way home. Swamp-green or not, this is much nicer. 🙂