trinacriabob

procreation

Australian Shepherd

dogs (better than many people)

Catholic

Happy birthday. Eat well.

nun

cavity

loose

duck

Slurpee

allergic (seriously)

emollient (almost sure sp. is ok)

uma vespa = una vespa my response to thread: insect repellant

"cat ate the canary" grin

Maserati

relaxing

Edward

That's great...on the road for 21 years, and in the northern tier of the U.S. no less! Really sorry about the cat, even though I'm more of a dog person. They do stuff like that...crawl up into a wheelwell and "make a nest." I just remembered...that really nice bucket seat equipped Regal with a trestle shifter might have been called the Regal S/R. There may have even been a Century version of it. Even though I really liked that 231 c.i. V6, it would have been nice if Buick also offered the Olds 260 V8 in this car, seeing that Pontiac offered it in the equivalent LeManses. Thanks for the trip down "memory lane."

Be safe. I am sure you will see a lot of things, so use good judgment! Echoing what the others said, THANK YOU!

quiet

I L-O-V-E it! Those were great. With that 3-slat canted grilled (not shown), they weren't all that bad looking when shown from a front quarter view. The rear lights that came on in 1976 were a big improvement over the strip light from before. They even hade a limited release plushed-up model (a la Cutlass Salon) that had these plump, tall bucket seats. Don't remember the acronym for it. How long did the sled last? I see the small ominous V6 badge way, way up at the front. LOL. Did it have A/C? If no A/C, the engine compartment is a mechanic's dream. How about a timing chain? They did go through those back in those years. GM mid-70s colonnade coupes...inimitable and just damn great cars!

Boeing 747

spring

stray

I don't mind interacting with someone in a public place if you're in a "better place" afterwards. I've met random people in coffee shops, in line, on the train, etc. that you had something bizarre in common with - like both speaking French or Portuguese, or coming from the two geographically closest Catholic high schools in Los Angeles (I now have lunch every couple of months with this lady that went to H.S. 4 miles from me and we are good friends, just from riding the train) and on and on. There's nothing forced about these interactions. In fact, there's almost like a "sixth sense" that you've both crossed paths before. It's kind of cool. The person who harasses you for an unwanted business situation or religious conviction is the ultimate unwanted nuisance. They don't know anything about you professionally and I subscribe to a religious denomination I plan to keep. I invariably chase them off and sometimes even raise the decibel level to embarrass them if they were real jerks. Being "hit on" is annoying, but I guess it's more flattering than NOT being "hit on." LOL. BTW: Once upon a time, I was sitting at a *drum roll* Bob's Big Boy in a desert community in SoCal with my parents and the people at the next table were Italians (from a town less than 20 miles away from my parents' hometown in Sicily) now living in another part of Southern California. My parents exchanged numbers with them and remained friends until my parents moved to the PNW. They were very nice and very normal (relative term) people.