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Automatic Transmission for 2012 NISSAN Rogue near me

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Ensure the repair shop employs certified technicians, as this indicates they have the expertise to handle transmission repairs. Finally, obtain estimates from multiple shops to compare prices and services. Addressing transmission issues promptly will help maintain your Rogue’s performance and longevity, ensuring a smoother driving experience.

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[transfemme-floofer]

I was dusting the house as normal, like I did every week when I saw a strange golden card note on the kitchen table labelled “for my first ancilla”

“Strange” I thought, Mistress Luci was not normally like this, sure she was affectionate at times, but that’s normal for humans to feel that way about their pets. Curious, I opened it, it said: “3pm, on the private beach, near the cove, dress your best”

The time came and I walked down the garden and down the cobbled steps onto the beach. I was dressed in Merrel sandals instead of the standard Imperial Serva heeled sandals, a pink and white pleated skirt given as a gift for good behaviour instead of my summer cherry skirt or my standard issue skirt , a Very Special Occasion (MEO-Mucha Especial Ocasión) scented wick away slave blouse instead of the standard version, and a Peugeot love heart shaped chain link Titanium alloy collar instead of the standard oval chain link medicollar

Mistress looked at me up and down like five times before saying a word. “You’re… beautiful” she finally said, clearly rendered speechless. I curtsy in front of her, “thank you Domina” i replied, remembering to use Latin as well as my native British “where are we going” she had no obligation to reply and so kept silent as we walked to the cove admiring the waves and the cool afternoon, until I could see it, her Amphibicar Fiat Chariot (think like an Italian Ford Crown Victoria or Opel Omega), those things had been around 2610 AUC (1867), but this was a 22nd generation rear mid engined 2766 (2012) Amphibian vehicle variant (itself in it’s 10th generation since 2680 (1947)) with a 5.5L Ferrari Turbo V8, modular and hydraulically adjustable bench seats front and rear, four wheel drive courtesy of Lancia and a luxurious 3-speed hydraulic automatic transmission (with three electro-locked overdrive gears tacked on in the 2760 refresh for fuel and performance, as well as to hide its age) yanked out of the Buick Sappho coupe “Mistress this is wonderful” I turned to see her and say thank you, but found her on one knee

“Julia, I have legally submitted a form for us to be married, so that you won’t have to worry about losing me, your first constant and comfort in a long time” she pulled out a finger print scanner, “all I need is your fingerprint”, I pressed down excitedly, then my tabula got a notification

“Married to Doctor Luciana Antonia Presenti MD, PhD”

And another, from Fiat Intelligencia Automobilli “Authorised Guest of Luciana Presenti’s Intelligent Control System on her 2766 Fiat Chariot”

Mistress added on, “use it wisely”

I oblige “Fiat, open doors-“

Mistress chides playfully “No slave, stupid slut, type it out in the app”

I open the app and find the command room, where I find Mistress had already done test runs, I type in, “open driver door and say “welcome Domina””. It does so flawlessly and without hesitation. Mistress blushed “thanks pet, really appreciate it” she found the 2730s Buick touchscreen still in there with updated visuals and apps, but the same size of the screen and the same working concept. She typed in, “open passenger left back door and give the back ambient red gel lights and put on brothel music”. It did so. “very funny mistress”

(Another case of part two when I feel like it)

[cryptic-queer-cryptid]

living with your best friend is such a specific and wonderful experience.

we’re standing in our kitchen and you’re teaching me how to make mug pasta. you make a joke about it being dorm cooking despite the fact that we’ve been out of dorms for years and i ask you to fill up the electric kettle and you add enough water for two.

you came home late and i left home early; our schedules leave us drifting around one another, always contrasting, always a near miss. i can’t quite catch hold of it, but there’s something beautiful about the way i shift without breaking my train of thought when you open the refrigerator door. something flits on gossamer wings as you gesture wildly with your fork and tell me about your day, lands on the curve of my wrist as i rip open a honey ginger tea bag. there’s a poem here, somewhere between the hours spent apart and these fleeting moments in our kitchen, our living room, our bathroom.

you tell me you’re sorry you’ve been so busy, i tell you i’m sorry i’ve been so tired. you call me your sister, i call you my wife. you say that we’re married, i tell people i have three siblings.

loving you is as easy as breathing. your car is the only automatic transmission i feel comfortable driving. obviously we’re matching our halloween costumes, was there another option? what will i do when we both move away and you’re not in the room over, not in the kitchen handing me the kettle, not bouncing through my doorway at midnight to ask if i want to watch a movie?

thank you for being here in this space with me, for at least a little while.

[seeyatellite]

Am I a terrible person for feeling hopeful anticipation about my father’s death instead of fearing it?

I will feel liberated by it. He’s the only thing tying me to the things I feel unsafe and disconnected from. I feel no sense of belonging or joy around boats, cars or sports of any kind. Sure, I love high efficiency vehicles and practical cars like the Prius or sort of cool 4-banger hatchbacks with personality and EVs but that’s not what Dad’s about. He engineered the Dodge Viper; a 500hp monster of a 10-cylinder gas hog.

I’ll no longer be burdened by people wanting to see or be on his boat on Lake St. Clair. I’ll no longer carry the shame of being a disappointment who doesn’t watch hockey, want sports cars or fast fuel burners and pointless 2-seaters with more engine than practicality.

I’ll no longer hear people say, “I can teach you.” when I say I can’t drive a stick… I won’t even have to say it. Dad’s Viper will be gone. So will his 32’ boat and I’ll finally be freed from the lifelong hell which has been the Lake St. Clair lifestyle.

I have never been interested in contributing to the massive amount of carbon emissions or fuel runoff and disgusting chemicals used in boating or muscle cars. I think they can be beautiful and as a photographer and videographer, that can be an amazing quality.

Boaters paint the bottoms of their boats with a paint that’s intended to wear off of dust away into the water. There’s a seasonal repaint ritual and insane amounts of plastic used in shrink wrapping boats every year. The winterizing process is a mess of chemical flushes, plastic bottles and non-aerosol cans of paint and oils. Each trip on the boat costs hundreds of dollars to fill 2 500+ horsepower engines with a hundred gallons of fuel… which I think is accurate… 50 on each side… or 40.

I don’t care about boats yet they’ve been shoved down my throat and I’ve been teased and shamed for wanting to do something else since I was a child.

My favorite “sports car” was the Chrysler Crossfire as a 6-cylinder, somewhat practical car with a decent-size trunk and an automatic transmission requiring no significant maintenance or knowledge I couldn’t pawn off on a trusted mechanic.

The closest thing to pride I could feel about a car is if I made a Prius or EV last a lifetime or until I could afford something even less environmentally destructive. I don’t even like putting down lawn chemicals.

I once tried to “man up” and handle 100% of my father’s yardwork, felt good about the day and even saw a little bird nest with freshly hatched babies chilling in a bush near the porch. I finished the day, felt accomplished and said good night to the birds… apparently the chemicals meant to “kill pests” also poisoned the bird’s food supply because I had to bury them within a few days. This, combined with once chopping off a curious gopher or some tiny hole-loving mammal’s head off with a lawnmower… fuck that. I don’t want a house. I’d rather lived in community housing the rest of my life.

I’m a thick black mark of shame on everything my father is and everything he loves. Why wouldn’t I anticipate the departure of that lifestyle from my life?

I’m not hoping for his death… I just don’t want his life.

Does that make me evil?

[astralisbelle]

Silk For Armor 1 - The Crime Lord and the Dancer

Silk For Armor Masterlist tags: dancer!reader, singer!reader, reader has backstory, s3 not canon, diverges around TBOBF, half fix-it fic, half super self-indulgence, original locations and lore, eventual reveal of reader backstory, angst, fluff, hurt/comfort, eventual smut

chapter summary: In search of a replacement for his beloved ship, the Mandalorian ends up on an Outer Rim planet. WARNINGS: language, sex work, drug mentions

note: Hi y'all! I'm having a teeny bit of Writer's Block for Snow White atm so I thought I'd upload the first chapter of this one. I hope to get back to the other one soon, but in the meantime, please enjoy the first installment of this fic!

Once again, Din Djarin finds himself all alone in the galaxy.

Then you are no longer a Mandalorian.

He replays the words in his head over and over, unable to protect himself from the sting against his chest and head. What a fool he was for thinking that he could come back and pretend that nothing happened, that he wasn’t automatically an apostate for removing his helmet.

But he did it for Grogu. He did it for his foundling, for the one most precious to him in the entire galaxy, and in that, he cannot say he regrets it.

As he stumbles away from the covert, underneath the darkness of the night sky, he hears a beep from his belt signaling an incoming transmission. Din hesitates in answering, unsure if he is in the right head-space for anything of the sort, but he decides that he could use the distraction; it beats spiraling into despair when he thinks too hard about what he wants to do next. He retrieves the device from his belt and holds it in his palm, clicking a button. From the small screen, a hologram of Peli sits on his hand, her hands on her hips and a grin on her face.

“Hey, Mando!” she calls, waving. “I’m so glad you picked up! Boy, I’ve got great news for you.”

He doubts it. “What is it?”

“Remember how you asked me about finding you a replacement for the Razor Crest? Well, I found one!”

“You did?” This could be good — finding a new ship might just be the perfect distraction right now. If he dwells on the looming realization of his solitude, he might descend down the wrong path. Yes, this can work. “Should I come to Tatooine?”

“No, no.” Peli waves her hand. “No need. I just received word from a contact on the planet Tebin Ramm.” Din’s fist clenches. Tebin Ramm is a wretched hive that made the old Nevarro seem like Coruscant. “Told me his boss-man would be willing to negotiate with you on a fair price for a Razor Crest.”

“I doubt I’d get anywhere near a fair price on Tebin Ramm. They’re more likely to rob me than speak to me.”

“Yeah, I knew you’d say that. Well, that’s the price of a Razor Crest.” She points back with her thumb. “Of course, if you just need a ship, I do have something right here that I can fix up for you. She’ll make any dusty old Razor Crest look like a bantha cart!”

Din sighs, taking a moment to think. “You trust this contact?”

“Never steered me wrong in the past. But hey, I get it, no one likes to go to Tebin Ramm. Which is why, if you want a guaranteed deal, I can fix that baby I’ve got–”

“I’ll go meet this contact.” Peli slumps over. “Where can I find them?”

“Really? That didn’t work? Pssh.” She rolls her eyes. “You and your Razor Crest. Okay, fine, I’ll send you the information and let him know you’re on your way.”

“Thanks.” The transmission ends and he pockets his device, standing in place to think. Tebin Ramm is the last place he wants to go, but since he doesn’t have to worry about escorting anyone else, he should be fine. As long as he keeps to himself and spends the least amount of time there as possible, he can walk — or fly, rather — away from this with a Razor Crest.

Finding passage to Tebin Ramm is something of a challenge for him. No commercial flights dare venture close to that section of the Outer Rim, meaning he has to bargain with some smugglers to let him hitch a ride back to their base there.

It is a lawless planet if he’s ever seen one, and he has seen plenty. Nearly every hunter in the guild refuses to take jobs in Tebin Ramm and the ones that do are rarely ever seen again. All he knows is that the planet is a hive for gangsters and criminals, with different dons and lords running their sectors how they please. As soon as he steps off the smugglers’ ship, a chill runs up his spine.

The streets are dimly lit only by the gaudy neon signs of the tall buildings and a sort of fog permeates throughout the area. Rough-looking people of all races and genders walk around with blasters openly placed on their hips. They yell at each other from across the street, harass others that pass them by, and overall cause ruckus. He sees people spilling drinks from bottles underneath the hazy signs. Bracing himself and adopting his usual intimidating walk, the Mandalorian ventures forth into the streets.

He gets looks and stares, which is to be expected. Many of the thugs he passes give him a once-over, as if sizing up how many credits they can swim in if they took his beskar. Others turn alluring eyes towards him, one woman even licking her bottom lip in plain view. Just keep going, he tells himself. Unfortunately, he knows it’s about to get worse. Peli’s information tells him he has to turn the corner and step into the sleazy alleys of a red-light district. Women leaning against the buildings instantly turn their attention towards him, bending over to show off their cleavages, pulling up their dresses to tempt him with their thighs. They call him, beg him, reach for him but never make contact. On the balconies of the buildings he walks in between, even more half-naked women dance and beckon the patrons on the street.

In one instance, he can clearly see one of them pressing her hands against the window while a customer uses her from the back while she keeps her lips firmly shut. Din shivers, keeping his face forward. Now, he almost wishes that there is no Razor Crest.

Tucked away in the red-light district is a small theater, marked only by the neon. From the outside, it doesn’t seem impressive, but Din clocks the two bouncers at the front that suggest otherwise. Din approaches them, keeping his hands clear.

“I’m here to see Kaslur Vandor.”

The two bouncers exchange glances before they nod and step aside, granting him entrance. Din braces himself once more and crosses the threshold. The theater isn’t as grand as some of the other ones he knows are in this place, having only a few round tables around the stage. It’s more intimate that way, he supposes. One of the bouncers points him towards the table right at the end of the stage’s catwalk, the one surrounded by thugs with a very prominent man sitting at its center. A thin layer of sweat forms on Din’s brow — Peli’s contact was a big shot? He supposes it has to make sense, considering who is likely to have Razor Crests in this day and age. Steeling himself, he saunters over. Immediately, every man at that table stands up and forms a wall between him and Kaslur, staring him down.

Without looking at Din, the large man still sitting waves his hand, his fat fingers sporting multiple rings. “Let him sit.” The man closest to Din shoves him in a rickety chair next to Kaslur, who ignores him for now in favor of scooping clams and sucking on their meat. “So, you’re the Mandalorian? I gotta say, it takes a lot of balls to walk in here wearing as much beskar as you do.”

Din lets silence fill the air for a few uncomfortable seconds. “I hear you have a Razor Crest.”

Kaslur laughs. “Business already?” He turns to Din, letting him get a good look at his greasy over-comb and scarred face. “You need to slow down, Mando. The show’s about to start.”

“I’m not interested.”

“Ohoho.” Kaslur’s grin is anything but welcoming. “You don’t gotta be. But I’m warning you: you keep quiet during her performance.” He points a dinner knife towards him. “If you talk to me or even dare to clear your throat, you’ll leave here without one, got it?”

Din glares at him, his eye twitching but thankfully masked by the helmet. “...Got it.” The lights dim and the spotlight shines against the red curtains. Immediately, the rest of the audience, including Kaslur, applaud until the sounds of a single drum quiets them down. Din crosses his arms and expects some ill-dressed girl to come out and disrobe even more… not his idea of a great performance.

The curtain parts and the first thing he sees is a foot coming forward. A woman steps forward in time with the drum, golden jewelry adorning her ankles and wrists. Her legs peek through a slit-skirt with coins around her hips that jingle with each step. The small top that wraps around her bosom exposes her midriff. And finally, her face is covered with a veil, showing only her piercing, hypnotic eyes.

She lifts her hands and assumes a dancing position, feet pointed, wrists crossed. Then, when an exotic sounding horn and more percussion begin, she sings. Din’s eyes widen when he hears her voice, so pure and strong. The woman is mystifying as she dances, twirling around and removing pieces of scarf and tulle from her skirt. She uses them in her routine, her moves sensual, but not raunchy. His vision tunnels as he focuses on her, hearing her beautiful voice, watching her take off pieces until her legs are completely bare. Strutting down the catwalk, she baits the men that sit near her feet, blowing kisses and swiping herself away from their reaching hands. When she reaches the end where they sit, she falls to her knees.

Din stares right in her eyes as she focuses entirely on Kaslur, singing right to him. She reaches for him, cupping his cheek as a giddy and hungry look overtakes him. It’s in this moment that she briefly breaks eye contact with Kaslur and her striking eyes meet the dark T of the Mandalorian’s visor.

And time stands still. He cannot see her mouth, but her eye makeup betrays how wide they go. She stares for a moment as she holds her note, and Din cannot help but keep her gaze.

Then it ends. She turns back to Kaslur and slides back, her touch fleeting. Standing back up, she twirls again during the music’s swelling finale. As the horns and drums play together, she falls to her knees again with a dramatic flourish, the song ending with a large strike from the instruments. The theater is dead quiet for just a second before it erupts into a standing ovation. The men whistle and rave, pounding their tables and spilling their drinks.

She elegantly stands back up and turns on her heel to walk back down towards the curtain. Before she disappears behind it, she glances over her shoulder and Din swears she looks right at him. As soon as she is gone Kaslur sits back down with a thud and chuckles.

“Isn’t she a beauty?” he asks Din. “That’s my girl.”

“Your…?” Normally, Din doesn’t give a womp rat’s ass about anyone personal relationships, but something about this one strikes him as odd. Though he could not see her face, he knows that she has to be beautiful, especially from her eyes. A singer and dancer as talented as she is somehow with this mobster? It would make sense if she were a common escort or dancer, but she is neither of those things.

“That’s right. So don’t go making googly-eyes at her, got it?”

“I wasn’t planning to,” he says. “Now, about the Razor Crest.”

“Alright, alright.” Kaslur sighs. “Yeah, I’ve got a Razor Crest.”

“When can I see it?”

“You can see it when you’ve paid up.” Din tilts his head in a way that shows his disapproval. “Trust me, Mando. I wouldn’t drag you to this shithole if it wasn’t legit. Besides, scamming is a poor con man’s job.” He leans back in his chair.

“So… credits?”

“Didn’t you hear me? I’m not a poor man. While I would appreciate your credits, you’ve got something more valuable.” Din’s ready to hear him ask for the beskar. “You’re a Mandalorian. I wouldn’t need five fucking bodyguards if I had a Mandalorian.”

“...You want me to work for you?”

Kaslur waves his hand. “I want you to do one job for me. One measly little job and the Razor Crest is yours.”

Din knows better than anyone that one measly little job is never as temporary as it seems. One job lead him to Grogu. One job upended his life and catapulted it into a completely different trajectory. But, to get a Razor Crest for doing one errand is a bargain; he knows it and Kaslur knows it too. “What’s the job?”

“Need you to find a guy for me.” Kaslur takes out a puck and slides it over. “You can bring him in dead or alive, doesn’t matter to me. What does matter is this.” He leans in. “He stole something from me. A precious necklace made of the finest jewels money can buy.”

“A… necklace?”

“I know.” Kaslur puts a hand over his heart. “I’m a sentimental guy. What can I say?” Somehow, Din doubts that. “That little weasel has it. Or, maybe he sold it already. Bring me him and the necklace and the Razor Crest is all yours.”

The Mandalorian taps his finger on the table, weighing the options in his head. Guy would be easy to find. Necklace less so. If the guy was smart, he would have separated it and sold the jewels, so Din has to pray that he’s stupid.

Finally, he nods and takes the puck. “Deal.”

Din leaves the theater, his footsteps slower and his eyes heavy. He needs to find someplace to rest for the night… that isn’t one of these regular hotels. In this planet, he may be better off sleeping in his armor wherever he chooses to stay. He keeps his eyes forward, not inviting any of the escorts on the boulevard to call him.

Just before he turns the corner, a woman’s voice yanks his attention. “Congratulations!�� A Twi’lek woman with purple skin jumps in front of him. “You’ve won a free night with one of our most popular girls. C’mon!” She pulls on his hand, but he doesn’t move, his feet planted firmly in the ground.

“Not interested,” he says, pulling his hand back. When he takes a step forward, she blocks him again.

“Uh. Please, sir? W-We’d really appreciate it—”

“No thank you.”

Her jubilant expression falls into one of worry. “Please, wait.” Her voice drops low. “Sir, she really, really needs to talk to you. And this is the only way.”

“Who does?”

“I…” She glances around. “I can’t say it here. He has eyes everywhere.” The Twi’lek pleads with her eyes. After dropping the act, Din has a hard time saying no to her. Something is strange and though he knows that he should move on and focus on his job, he caves.

“Fine,” he sighs. “This better be just a conversation.”

Instantly, the Twi’lek smiles. “Of course.” When she pulls his hand again, her voice is louder. “Oooh, we’ve got ourselves a lucky, lucky man!” Stars, he hopes that this is just a cover. If it’s not, then he’s leaving immediately.

She leads him into a den with lighting even worse than the theater. People around him wore exotic clothes, some bound in leather, other hidden behind feathered masks. The smell of drugs wafts through the air, accompanied by light chatter in the dark corners. They stare at him as the Twi’lek weaves him through the crowd towards the back where there are various rooms. Din hears screams and moans, he hears whips and slaps. What the hell has he gotten himself into?

He follows her up a few flights of stairs that are considerably quieter. Some of the doors are open, showing parlor rooms where patrons and escorts talk and flirt. Finally, in the back, she gestures for him to enter. Din gives her a lengthy pause before he steels himself and opens the door.

The room is small, having only a plush, purple love seat and a decorative chandelier above. There is someone there: a woman, but she isn’t dressed in the way he would expect the women here to dress. She wears a cloak over her shoulders and plain clothes of earthy tones underneath it, her hair tied back. The door closes behind him.

“You came!” she says. “Oh, thank the Stars. Please, sit.”

“I’ll stand.”

“O...kay.” She nods, taking a step back.

“Who are you?”

“Who… oh, you don’t recognize me?” She smiles at him. “We… well, we didn’t meet, but you saw me dance earlier.” Din’s brows lift. This was the dancer? When he looks further into her eyes, he recognizes them now without the makeup. He sees the rest of her face and his chest tightens. What a transformation between the sensual dancer — and amazing singer — he witnessed earlier and the humble woman that stands before him. She bows her head and tells him her name, just her given one. “I apologize for the choice of venue, but I had little options.” She crosses her arms and turns her head. “Kaslur has eyes and ears nearly everywhere.”

Din steps back towards the wall, leaning against it with one shoulder. “You don’t want to be seen talking to me?”

“He’s rather… possessive, let’s say.”

“Sounds like you need a new boyfriend.”

The dancer laughs. “Boyfriend? Is that what he told you?” She sighs. “Trust me when I say that I would rather have my throat slit than even kiss that man.” Her brows furrow together in disgust. “Why are you here on this awful planet, Mandalorian?”

He crosses his arms. “I could ask the same thing of you.”

She chuckles and takes a seat on the couch. “You could. But unfortunately, we only have so much time.”

Din purses his lips. “I’m going to do a job for Kaslur. In exchange, he’s going to give me the Razor Crest.”

“The Razor Crest? Oh, that old thing. I haven’t the faintest clue why you’d want it, but to his their own.” To Din, it’s extraordinary that her voice is melodic, even as she talks. At least he can confirm that there is a ship to begin with. “But in any case, that’s good. Great, even.” She stands and takes a step towards him. “And then I assume that you’d be planning to leave, correct?”

“I would.” Where is this going?

She stops in front of him, a hopeful glimmer in her eyes. Biting on her bottom lip, she holds her hands and twiddles her fingers. “If that’s the case, then I… I must ask you of something. When you get the Razor Crest...” She drops her hands on his arms and he flinches, pushing himself off the wall. “Please.” The desperation from her voice gives him pause. The dancer squeezes his forearms and locks in on the darkness of his visor, as if she can see past the black and right into his dark eyes. “Kidnap me.”

[nanctjames]

HOLIDAY EATING TIPS

1. Avoid carrot sticks. Anyone who puts carrots on a holiday buffet table knows nothing of the Holiday spirit. In fact, if you see carrots, leave immediately. Go next door, where they're serving rum balls.

2. Drink as much eggnog as you can. And quickly, it's rare. You cannot find it any other time of year but now. So drink up! Who cares that it has 10,000 calories in every sip? It's not as if you're going to turn into an eggnog-alcoholic or something. It's a treat. Enjoy it. Have one for me. Have two. It's later than you think. It's Christmas!

3. If something comes with gravy, use it. That's the whole point of gravy. Gravy does not stand alone. Pour it on. Make a volcano out of your mashed potatoes. Fill it with gravy. Eat the volcano. Repeat.

4. As for mashed potatoes, always ask if they're made with skim milk or whole milk. If it's skim, pass. Why bother? It's like buying a sports car with an automatic transmission.

5. Do not have a snack before going to a party in an effort to control your eating. The whole point of going to a Holiday party is to eat other people's food for free. Lots of it. Hello?

6. Under no circumstances should you exercise between now and New Year's. You can do that in January when you have nothing else to do. This is the time for long naps, which you'll need after circling the buffet table while carrying a 10-pound plate of food and that vat of eggnog.

7. If you come across something really good at a buffet table, like frosted Christmas cookies in the shape and size of Santa position yourself near them and don't budge. Have as many as you can before becoming the center of attention. They're like a beautiful pair of shoes. If you leave them behind, you're never going to see them again.

8. Same for pies. Apple, Pumpkin, Mincemeat. Have a slice of each. Or if you don't like mincemeat, have two apples and one pumpkin. Always have three. When else do you get to have more than one dessert, Labor Day?

9. Did someone mention fruitcake? Granted, it's loaded with the mandatory celebratory calories but avoid it at all cost. I mean, have some standards.

10. One final tip: If you don't feel terrible when you leave the party or get up from the table, you haven't been paying attention. Re-read tips; start over, but hurry, January is just around the corner. Remember this motto to live by:

"Life should NOT be a journey to the grave with the intention of arriving safely in an attractive and well preserved body, but rather to skid in sideways, chocolate and wine in one hand, body thoroughly used up, totally worn out and screaming " WOO HOO what a ride!" MERRY CHRISTMAS!!!

[trivialbob]

Last night I went to the auto show at the convention center.

I have been going every few years since I was old enough to drive. The early shows were more fun. Hustle and bustle. All the companies, except Ferrari and Lamborghini, had models there. The Mercedes and BMW vehicles were always locked. Then Lexus arrived on the scene and let everyone sit in their flagship LS400 sedan. The next year the Germans decided it was OK for people to look out the windshield and feel that nice leather on their backsides. This year though a lot of the pricier vehicles were locked.

The show seems to be declining in size and enthusiasm. Porsche was absent. The Thursday night crowd was much smaller than I anticipated. None of the “as sold on TV” types of displays had to be on the upper level. Now the Ginsu knives were in the front hallway. The far ends of the convention center were closed off because nothing was there.

Prices are horribly high. The number of options and their cost are astounding. Some high end pickups and SUVs are comfortably above six figures. There are more electric vehicles every year. Few are what I consider affordable for their size and content.

The Toyota Corolla sure has come a long way. I had a 2005 Corolla that never broke. It was lightweight feeling, but a terrific value. The 2023 Corolla on display was an AWD hybrid. The interior looked super nice for an “economy” car.

KIA got my vote for best designed LED head and tail lights. Those are nice looking vehicles. Mitsubishi had the least appealing vehicles to me.

Toyota and Chevy actually had some cars with manual transmissions. It used to be that sticks got better mileage than automatics. Computers upended that advantage. Now the only advantage of a stick shift is being one of a diminishing crowd of drivers who can operate one.

Some things never change though

There is always a freelance, volunteer salesman. He approaches people sitting behind the wheel taking a mental test drive. “Yeah, my buddy got one of these in 2021. Sweet ride! Acceleration is really good for a car that gets such good fuel economy! You probably want to act soon, because interest rates seem to be on the rise!” The driver nods politely, then crawls out the passenger door.

Some 10-year-old has to sit in every single vehicle, even the boring ones. At the fun cars, this kid takes 17 minutes to touch every button, jiggle the locked steering wheel, and adjust the seats while people wait for their turn.

There are the guys who want people to know they know someone who owns a fun vehicle. Standing near a small group of people around a Camaro, he loudly says to his companion, “Remember my pal Tony? Yep, Tony just got one of these. I think his has the metallic paint though, not this dull stuff.” Oh dude, that is cool. May I touch your arm?

The missing gearshift knobs. The dealerships or manufacturers have to remove them so they don’t get stolen.

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2025 Chrysler Pacifica Review

The 2025 Chrysler Pacifica is a versatile and stylish family minivan offering innovative features for both comfort and convenience. It's the ideal vehicle for modern families with a sleek design, advanced technology, and various customization options. Experience a smooth, connected ride with the Pacifica's exceptional performance.

Walkthrough Review

Interior

The 2025 Chrysler Pacifica offers a versatile and spacious interior for people and cargo. It provides ample storage options with 243 seating configurations and removable/foldable seats. Its Class-Exclusive available Stow' n Go Seating and Storage System allows the second and third-row seats to fold flat into the floor, creating more storage space and offering 340 litres of concealed storage when the seats are upright. The Pacifica also includes the RIDGID-powered Stow' n Vac with a retractable hose and specialized tools for effortless cleanup. The Pinnacle trim features luxurious quilted sepia Nappa leather-trimmed seats with two-mode ventilation, a suede headliner, and a soft-touch instrument panel with accent stitching, ensuring a sophisticated and comfortable cabin experience.

Exterior

The 2025 Chrysler Pacifica is designed to make family adventures stylish and practical. Available in white, red, and black, the Pacifica Family Adventure Vehicle stands out with exclusive 18-inch Black wheels, black roof rails, a Thule cargo carrier, blacked-out accents, and Mopar all-weather floor mats. A diamond-shaped 3D grille enhances its sleek design, the signature Chrysler wing, LED headlamps, and a full-width light bar, all complemented by standard 17-inch wheels and LED taillamps. For added convenience, the Pacifica offers hands-free power sliding side doors, activated by a simple foot swipe, and a power liftgate that can be controlled via the key fob. Additionally, the Pacifica provides a range of wheel options, from standard 17-inch to available 20-inch wheels with a foreshadow finish, ensuring a refined look for every family journey.

Performance

The 2025 Chrysler Pacifica delivers exceptional performance with its 3.6L Pentastar VVT V-6 engine, producing 287 horsepower and 262 lb-ft of torque. Standard across all models, this engine offers a Best-In-Class towing capacity of up to 3,600 lbs. It also ensures remarkable fuel efficiency with an impressive highway economy rating of 8.4 L/100 km. Paired with a nine-speed automatic transmission, the Pacifica achieves swift acceleration and smooth handling, enhancing overall driving dynamics. A combination of robust powertrain, MacPherson strut front suspension, independent rear suspension, and Electronic Stability Control provides a stable and responsive ride. Additionally, the Engine Stop/Start technology minimizes fuel consumption by halting the engine at stops, seamlessly restarting as soon as the brake pedal is released.

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CDL Restriction Codes: How They Impact Your Driving Privileges

When it comes to obtaining a commercial driver’s license (CDL), it’s essential to understand how CDL restriction codes can impact your driving privileges. These codes specify any limitations placed on your CDL, dictating what type of vehicles you can operate and under what conditions. At Punjab Truck Driving School, we provide expert CDL license training to ensure that students not only become skilled drivers but also fully understand the restrictions that may apply to their license. Whether you're seeking truck training near me or looking to advance your career, understanding CDL restriction codes is a crucial step in your trucking journey.

What Are CDL Restriction Codes?

CDL restriction codes are specific limitations placed on a driver's commercial license by the Department of Motor Vehicles (DMV). These restrictions can vary based on the type of CDL you hold, your driving record, and the type of vehicle you're authorized to drive. Common CDL restriction codes include limitations like needing corrective lenses for driving, restrictions on driving automatic transmission vehicles, or limiting drivers to only operating vehicles within certain regions.

Some of the most common CDL restriction codes include:

Restriction 1: Requires corrective lenses for driving

Restriction 2: Limits the driver to vehicles with automatic transmission

Restriction 5: Limits driving to intrastate only

Restriction 9: Requires the driver to be accompanied by an experienced driver

These restrictions are placed on drivers who may not have completed all necessary testing or who need additional accommodations to drive safely. Understanding these codes is essential for anyone entering the trucking industry.

How Do CDL Restriction Codes Affect Your Driving Privileges?

The impact of CDL restriction codes on your driving privileges can be significant. These codes limit the types of vehicles you can drive, where you can drive, and under what conditions. For example, if you have a Restriction 2 code on your CDL, you are only authorized to drive automatic transmission vehicles and cannot operate manual transmission trucks unless you complete additional training and testing.

For drivers looking to secure the most flexible CDL possible, it’s important to aim for a clean slate without restrictions. This typically involves undergoing thorough CDL license training and passing all relevant road tests.

How to Remove or Avoid CDL Restriction Codes

In many cases, CDL restriction codes can be removed through additional CDL license training or by retaking certain driving tests. For instance, if you have a Restriction 1 (corrective lenses) and you wish to remove this restriction, you may need to provide documentation from an eye doctor stating that you no longer require corrective lenses for driving.

At Punjab Truck Driving School, we ensure that our students are aware of any restrictions that may apply to them. Our expert instructors help you prepare for all aspects of the CDL process, ensuring that you're fully equipped to meet the requirements for an unrestricted CDL. If you're looking for truck training near me, we provide a comprehensive curriculum that includes everything you need to avoid unnecessary restrictions on your CDL.

Conclusion: Why Understanding CDL Restriction Codes Matters

Understanding CDL restriction codes is a crucial part of becoming a successful commercial driver. These codes can affect where you can drive, what types of vehicles you can operate, and your career prospects. By choosing Punjab Truck Driving School for your CDL license training, you'll gain the knowledge and skills to navigate the complexities of CDL restrictions, allowing you to maximize your driving privileges.

If you're interested in truck training near me, enroll at Punjab Truck Driving School today. Our expert trainers are here to help you gain the skills and knowledge needed to achieve a successful and restriction-free CDL.

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Emergency Truck Repairs: What to Do When You're Stranded in Venus, Texas

When you're out on the road and your truck breaks down in an unfamiliar area, like Venus, Texas, it can feel overwhelming. Whether you're dealing with an engine failure, a tire blowout, or even an issue with your truck’s air conditioning system, staying calm and knowing what steps to take can make all the difference. If you find yourself stranded in Venus, here's your go-to guide on how to handle the situation effectively, and get back on the road quickly.

Understanding the Importance of Regular Maintenance

Before we dive into emergency situations, it's essential to emphasize the importance of regular truck maintenance. Routine preventive maintenance is the first line of defense against breakdowns. Regular checks on your engine, tires, and brake system can help identify issues before they become big problems. Your oil change service, brake line inspections, suspension repair, and wheel alignment should be done regularly to keep your truck in top condition.

By following a truck maintenance checklist, you can avoid the need for emergency repairs altogether. However, if you do find yourself in a jam, it’s crucial to know what to do next.

Step 1: Assess the Situation

The first thing you need to do when you experience a truck breakdown in Venus is assess the situation. If you're on a busy road or highway, ensure your safety first. Turn on your hazard lights and set up warning triangles if you have them. This will alert other drivers to slow down and be cautious as they approach your vehicle.

Once you've ensured your safety, take a look at your truck to see if you can identify the problem. Is it a flat tire, or are you dealing with something more complex, like engine failure or transmission issues? If you’re unsure, it’s always best to call for professional help rather than attempting repairs that might make the situation worse.

Step 2: Reach Out for Help – Venus Truck Shop

When you're stranded and need help fast, finding a reliable truck repair shop is key. In Venus, Texas, Venus Truck Shop is the trusted name in truck and trailer repair services. They specialize in semi truck repair, diesel truck maintenance, and emergency services, so you can rest assured they’ll get your truck back on the road in no time.

Venus Truck Shop offers comprehensive services such as engine diagnostics, oil and filter changes, brake system repairs, suspension repair, and clutch repair service. Their team of expert diesel mechanics is ready to tackle even the toughest problems with your commercial truck maintenance needs.

Step 3: Mobile Truck Repair Service – A Convenient Option

If you’re in a remote area and can’t make it to a repair shop, don’t worry! Many modern repair shops, like Venus Truck Shop, offer mobile truck repair services. This means a mechanic will come directly to your location to diagnose and fix the issue, whether it's something simple like a tire rotation or more complex, such as transmission fluid changes or brake line inspections.

This option is particularly useful for heavy-duty truck maintenance or small truck repair when you're stuck on the side of the road. A mobile repair service is just as effective as bringing your truck into the shop and can save you time and money, especially if the issue can be resolved quickly.

Step 4: Know What to Ask for When You Call

When calling a repair service like Venus Truck Shop, it’s essential to know what to ask to ensure you get the right help. Start by describing the problem you’re experiencing, whether it’s a semi truck breakdown, trailer repair needs, or issues with the air conditioning system. Some specific questions to ask include:

Do you offer DOT inspections near me?

Can you perform a Federal Annual Inspection for my truck?

Do you handle diesel engine repair or automatic & standard transmission repair?

Do you offer tire services such as rotation, installation, or repair?

Can you take care of brake system repairs, or steering wheel repairs?

These questions will ensure that the mechanic on the other end is fully equipped to handle your truck’s specific needs.

Step 5: Truck Repair Services Available in Venus

In Venus, Venus Truck Shop offers a wide range of services designed to meet the needs of all types of trucks. Whether you're driving a box truck, semi truck, or diesel truck, you’ll find everything you need under one roof. They offer:

Engine repair and diagnostics

Clutch repairs and engine diagnostics

A/C repairs and air conditioning system maintenance

Transmission fluid change and wheel alignment

Tire repairs, tire rotations, and tire balancing

Suspension repair and axle repair

By choosing a trusted repair service in Venus, you’re ensuring that your truck gets the specialized attention it needs to stay on the road.

Step 6: Ensure DOT Compliance with a DOT Inspection

One of the most critical aspects of truck repair services is ensuring that your truck complies with the DOT inspection checklist. If your truck requires a DOT inspection, Venus Truck Shop is fully qualified to handle this essential process. DOT inspections are vital for keeping your vehicle in top condition and ensuring it is safe for the road.

The inspection checks for all aspects of vehicle maintenance, including brake line inspections, engine diagnostics, tire condition, and exhaust systems. Getting your truck inspected regularly will help you avoid unexpected issues and keep your truck in compliance with federal regulations.

Step 7: Don’t Forget Regular Maintenance

To avoid future breakdowns, regular maintenance is essential. Keep up with your truck body work, semi truck parts, truck maintenance, and tire repair needs by visiting a trusted repair shop like Venus Truck Shop regularly. Scheduling preventative maintenance can catch issues early on and prevent larger, more costly repairs in the future.

Make sure your truck is always in optimal condition by following a truck maintenance checklist that includes regular checks on your brakes, engine, steering wheel, and tire health. Don't wait until you're stuck on the side of the road—take the proactive route and maintain your truck on a regular basis.

Get Back on the Road with Venus Truck Shop

If you find yourself stranded in Venus, Texas, whether you're dealing with a diesel truck breakdown, tire repair, or a semi truck repair, don’t panic. Follow the steps outlined above, and make sure to contact Venus Truck Shop for all your emergency and regular truck repair needs. With their expertise and mobile repair services, you can rest assured that your truck will be back on the road and running smoothly in no time.

Remember, whether you’re dealing with engine repair, clutch repair, or a DOT inspection, Venus Truck Shop has the tools and knowledge to get you back to business quickly and efficiently.

Stay safe, stay prepared, and always keep your truck in top shape!

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Top Transmission Shop Near Me | Expert Transmission Specialist & Repair Shops in Ohio

Looking for a reliable transmission shop near me? Oppel Tire & Service in Ohio is your trusted transmission specialist, offering expert repair and maintenance services for all types of vehicles. Whether you need a transmission repair shop for diagnostic testing, fluid changes, or complete transmission overhauls, our experienced technicians are here to help. With state-of-the-art equipment and unmatched expertise, we ensure your vehicle runs smoothly and efficiently. Conveniently located in Ohio, we provide transparent pricing, quick turnaround times, and exceptional customer service. From manual to automatic transmissions, trust us to deliver quality repairs and dependable solutions. Choose Oppel Tire & Service for all your transmission needs and experience the best care for your vehicle. Schedule an appointment today at our Ohio location and get back on the road with confidence!

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2025 Audi A6 Review

Overview

The 2025 Audi A6 has a perfect mix of luxury, technology, and performance. With its sleek design, advanced safety features, and comfortable, modern interior, this sedan makes a statement on the road. The responsive handling and high-tech features add to its appeal, creating a driving experience that always feels special. Curious to see it in action?

Interior

The 2025 Audi A6 offers a luxurious, comfortable interior with several standout features. The available Contour/Ambient LED lighting package lets you choose from 30 colors to highlight the natural wood inlays. The A6 55 Prestige now comes standard with contour front seats in Valcona/Milano leather, a massage function, and a leather-wrapped dashboard and center console. The A6 Premium Plus features ventilated front seats for added comfort, while rear passengers enjoy customizable climate control with four-zone automatic settings. Dual-pane acoustic glass windows also reduce exterior noise, ensuring a quiet, peaceful ride.

Exterior

The 2025 Audi A6 boasts a bold exterior design, with eye-catching features like its pronounced wheel arches, sleek front and rear bumpers, and the striking honeycomb-pattern Singleframe grille. For a sportier look, the standard S-line exterior on the A6 55 turns heads. If you want to amp up the performance and style, the available Black Optic Sport package is the way to go. It includes 20-inch wheels, a Black Optic exterior treatment, and a sports suspension that lowers the ride height, giving the A6 an even more aggressive stance on the road.

Performance

The 2025 Audi A6 offers a choice between two turbocharged engines, each delivering impressive performance. The A6 55 has a smooth and powerful 3.0-liter V6, while the A6 45 features a 261-horsepower 4-cylinder engine. If you're looking for enhanced handling, the available Black Optic Sport package lowers the ride height by 20mm and adds a sport suspension, giving you more control over your driving experience. The legendary quattro all-wheel drive system intelligently distributes power between the front and rear axles, ensuring better grip when needed and improved efficiency when it's not. For an even more engaging drive, the 7-speed S tronic transmission offers a manual mode with steering-wheel-mounted shift paddles that respond quickly to your commands. Plus, with four driving modes—Comfort, Auto, Dynamic, and Individual—you can tailor the steering, transmission, and engine settings to suit your mood or the road ahead.

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