Sorry, no bikini

I was tempted to drape myself on the hood in an american flag bikini, but the thought sent shivers down my spine.  Some jokes just aren't funny.  I have survived my pangs of buyer's remorse, which come with any purchase over about $100, and I'm now accepting that I am the owner of a Prius!  It was sad to see my little 5-speed Jetta sitting in a parking lot of owner-less cars, its little sunroof still popped open, a coating of desert dust obscuring the windows.  Sigh.  That car saw a lot. 

Better gas mileage than Kris's Yaris paired with the USGS Land Pass, hopefully this little black car will see even more!