The car dealer called to tell me that they got in the car I wanted. I'd told them no black/silver/white or any variation thereof, and no black interior. I swear, that's all they had on the lot. Is everyone afraid of a little color these days? Or am I unduly influenced by an early childhood spent in a sky blue Pontiac and a lemon yellow station wagon (it was the 70's, so my parents have an excuse).

In any case, I went to see the platinum blue car with stone interior and it had more bells and whistles than the space shuttle (for example, it has a fuel gage that works and all of its windows were intact, unlike the shuttle). But the thing is, I have an excellent sense of direction and don't exactly traverse the midwest, so why do I need a video navigation system? To direct me to the nearest Burger King? And seat warmers? If it melts cellulite and firms thighs, I'm all for it, but cold seats have never exactly been up there on my list of serious problems. And do I really need to have the back center console fold down to accommodate a pair of skis when I live in one of the flattest states around? It also had these bling bling hub caps, so I asked if the back of the car pumped up and down when I stopped at a light. Then I told them to nix the hub caps lest my neighbors start calling me J Diddy.