This nearly was mine...

My Love

I got new tires for my car today, after 4 1/4 years and 59,000 miles. My car's name is Ava Gardner and I love her like Sinatra loved Gardner, only without the yelling or the outsized manhood. But the tires were a bit overdue and I feel bad for letting her down for so long. 

So here's a song to let her know how I feel, and to thank her for working so well on the way home when, on two separate occasions, someone pulled out in front of me with no room so that I had to brake really hard in order to not run into them. 


Ohio, here we come.