Oct. '06So instead of confessing my sins in church I thought this month I'd use my little 4x8 inches of soapbox to broadcast my confessions publicly. That has got to be worth more than just confessing them to a priest in a closet (smirk).
* Confession 1: I used a Madonna song as a basis for this column title. That's just wrong.
* Confession 2: I just bought another car without telling my wife and was caught red-handed. She opened up my mail that contained the DMV registration which was followed by, "You bought another car without telling me, didn't you?" Uncomfortable silence. "Uhhh..." (My master stalling technique.) "How much did you spend?" I countered, "Practically nothing." Didn't fool her: "That means you still spent money, which is too much." This is why you don't want your wife opening your mail.
* Confession 3: Besides purchasing cars without telling my wife, I also tend to purchase Snap-on tools on the down-low.
* Confession 4: I have way more project cars than I have either the time or parking spaces for, and yet that doesn't seem to deter me from acquiring more. See Confession 2.
* Confession 5: I have a big urge to jump on the bandwagon and learn how to drift.
* Confession 6: I regret selling my hachi roku because I could use it for Confession 5.
* Confession 7: I'm always on Craigslist and Recycler.com, which ends up getting me into trouble. See Confession 2 and 4.
* Confession 8: I wish I'd win the lottery so I could quit working and just stay in my garage everyday tinkering on cars. However, the fact that I don't buy lottery tickets gets in the way of me achieving this.
* Confession 9: If I ever have a daughter I plan to name her Carrera. Is it bad to name a child after a car?
* Confession 10: I don't street race, but I certainly have broken enough traffic laws to probably deserve any tickets I get - even though I still complain about it. Theoretically I shouldn't get an illegal exhaust system ticket because the exhaust is legal, but then again the same car sports a not-so-legal turbo kit. It's all par for the course.
I probably have more than ten confessions to make but I think I've cleansed my soul enough for one month. Back to wreaking havoc on our project cars...