Donna is in the process of shopping for some new wheels, and that is a post for another time, but it got me thinking about how utterly UN-interested in cars I am. I don't think it's uncommon for guys these days to know almost nothing about cars, not like our dads who could rebuild carburetors blindfolded. But something happened with my generation and along the way we never mastered this skill. At least I never did.
Even saying all of that, I love listening to Car Talk on NPR on Saturdays. When I dial up Click and Clack on the dial I always stay put. Not because I am a gear head, but because they are fun to listen to. They could do a 90-minute show about sewing and I would probably listen. Donna likes it too, and she knows less about cars than me.