I'M FORTUNATE TO HAVE A SUNROOF OR IS IT A MOONROOF?

If it is, it sure doesn't get used much in that capacity. Jammy time comes early for me these days.

But the picture of a 1934 Packard convertible really looks good to me. Loyal reader(s) know I don't care too much for American made cars anymore. It started back in 1980 when I bought a Trans AM or a Grande Am: all I know is we called it the Eggmobile because it always smelled like eggs from incomplete combustion, I suppose.

But besides that, the unremarkable body styles, lack of sporty look, lack of anything distinguishable (the other day, a friend who saw me driving my wife's 10 year old Jaguar thought it a Hyundai) and even limited safety features have soured me.

But maybe I've been spoiled. Not that I ever saw a Packard like this. I have seen great looking older cars and can identify several back in the 50's by the make and model. No more. All look too much like the 1992 Camry to me.

But (hey that's the 4th paragraph in a row that I've begun with but. And I used to impress upon my writing students to vary sentence beginnings and lengths for an improved style.) But back to the sunroof/moonroof convertible. The last convertible we had was when I was in junior high. Even then another woman in my life didn't like it always blowing her hair. My mother, of course. Now another woman doesn't even care for the sunroof being opened. Either the wind, sun, noise, rain, well maybe not rain, all affect her negatively, so Unless I'm solo, it's closed.

But to live in 1934 and have this brand spanking new beauty... I dunno. I'd probably have been stuck with another disapproving female.