Callog (Car + Collage + Blog)

Alright, so I pilfered the title from my sister's phlog (photo + blog) as well as the entire format for my blog. The truth is out. Check it out 'cause the pictures are sick and the stories are much more gramatically correct and interesting.

I've been spending too much time writing stuffs that are a chore to read over so take a moment to witness the collage of our truck's ailments.

The steering column held together with electrical tape. You can't see it here but the odometer's stuck at 92,858.


The duct tape where someone jimmied the lock and split open the door. This is the lock that works. The other side opens whenever it feels like it.


The rust holes straight through the bumper. Sometimes when we drive over a particularly vicious pothole I swear I hear something snapping.

Trenches in the dashboard. That's the left door speaker there. No matter, the digital display on the radio is illegible, it looks like Klingon.

Here's a three-fer. Cinder blocks to weigh down the back so it doesn't fishtail on the slippery coral road to the marine lab. Cooler so that our groceries don't melt and for extra rain-protected storage. Windshield wiper fluid - though there's a hole in the fluid tank and it all leaks out within an hour.

We're taking guesses as to how much we got it for. Also suggestions for names besides The Hindenburg.