Monthly Archives: June 2004

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Down for a bit

Dear reader,

It is my sad duty to inform you that Cleek will be dormant until the 4th of July. I know this will upset all of your routines, and for that I apologize. But, duty calls and I must attend a wedding scheduled to occur in a place without a phone, nevermind internet service. So, unless I can find a nice person sharing WiFi service for my little laptop (see below) to sponge off of, you'll not hear from me for many days.

Remember: be excellent to each other, both of you.

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Big sigh

Shopping for cars is done. No more scouring Consumer Reports; no more weekends spent snooping around car dealers, wondering why dealerships aren't open on Sunday; no more cursing dealers who won't even acknowledge our presence on their lots; no more fretting about affordability and practicality; no more comparing colors and option packages; no more wondering if I really need a convertible or not. It's all done. See below.

Now, it's into the world of "Which bottle of sunblock will fit in the glove box and won't leave me smelling like a beach ?" and "Does it look like rain?"