John Law

We had the cops here twice in the last couple of weeks. No, we're not running a crack house, or printing $20s in the office. We have a car under a tarp. What were we thinking? Why did we think we could get away with something like this? Apparently, our new mayor decided to move this hick town into the 21st century. I can understand not wanting cars on concrete blocks in the front yard, but this car is parked beside the garage, completely covered by a tarp. Not an eyesore or anything, unless you find green canvas an eyesore.

The offending car is an old El Camino my husband bought a year or two ago. He spent a lot of time and money fixing it up. He put in a new motor, new radiator, did a lot of body work and bought all kinds of emblems and do-dads on eBay. Right when he had it almost done, when he was going to start painting it, something in the rear end fell apart, and he barely made it home. It's going to take a lot of expensive welding to make it drivable, so he got frustrated and just parked it. He keeps saying he's just going to call the junk man and have it hauled off for scrap, but I don't think he ever will.