The Self-Righteous Bastard
Sunday, October 15, 2006
 
When Good Things Happen To Bad People, Or From Henrietta To Hanna
If you haven’t heard in the last month or so, I was the winner of OLN’s Fly To The Finish Sweepstakes which they ran during their coverage of the Tour de France. To say it came as a surprise is an understatement, since at the time I had no idea there even was a sweepstakes other than playing an instant win game on the OLN website as a goof. Yes, I am an idiot.

So it’s true, actual people really do win these things. What did I win? Only a Saab 9-7X 5.3i SUV with the honkin’ V8 engine, rear seat DVD entertainment system, and touch-screen navigation system. Oh, and a Cervelo Soloist Carbon racing bicycle, the same beast that the pros on Team CSC kick ass with. I got the Saab this week (still waiting impatiently on the bike), and it’s pretty durn sweet. Leather everything, power everything, OnStar, XM radio, ridiculous xenon headlights that blind everyone else on the road, and even working air conditioning! She’s a big, plush Swedish hottie, and she’s been named accordingly. Everyone, meet Hanna.

Unfortunately, there’s still some bittersweet with this situation. Getting the new truck means I had to get rid of the old truck. The only vehicle I’ve ever had, the lovely Lady Hank, had to be sold. She gave me more than a decade of faultless service (well, except for that air conditioning), but it was time to part ways, however begrudgingly. A stack of cash, a signature on the title, and the ol’ girl was gone, with a young woman behind the wheel who had her ‘94 Jeep Wrangler stolen last month.

This week I’ve been driving aimlessly around the city, trying to break in the new engine. It’s been strange getting used to a new vehicle with automatic everything and all the modern accoutrements. To make an incomprehensible metaphor, if the Jeep is Natalie Portman on 5 espressos, then the Saab is Beyonce stoned. No matter, I think me and Hanna will be getting along just fine – as they say, the best thing to get you over the ol’ girl is the new girl. Need a ride?

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