BABY, YOU CAN'T DRIVE MY CAR
November 1st huh. Sounds like a good day to trade in a Saab that’s been rescued one too many times from the Jaws of Death for a Mercedes. That’s my news of the day, though I can appreciate it’s not very exciting for anybody else but me. Still… she’s a sexy beast. Makes me want to wear a suit just to get in it… and maybe form a band called The Bad Seeds. Having said that, having a band called The Deadbirds is just as cool… and it’s mine.