The Rich Luxurious Feel of Driving a '90 Buick

I was thinking this morning, as I turned on my windshield wipers to dry-erase the pollen (yes, the windshield washer isn't working), that the thing I like best about this time of year, is that everyone's car looks as bad as mine. Of course, that's an exaggeration. Once you cut through the pollen, you quickly realize that I have quite the classic auto.
As I was lying back in the driver's seat on my way to work, I had an opportunity to reflect on the joys of driving a 15 year old car. I say lying back because the once luxurious electronic seat adjustment is busted. The seat was working when I put it in the shop, but it stayed there so long, that I'm guessing the mechanic and his family were living in it for a couple of months. The way I figure it is that the mechanic must have enjoyed reclining the seat fully, so that it's virtually lying straight back. And, it appears he wore out the motor playing with the thing because now my seat is permanently reclining.
It does make for a relaxing, if not entirely safe drive to work. But, if I position the rear view mirror just right, I can almost see the oncoming traffic, stop lights and several of those other things that it's good to be able to see as one is driving.
But, anyway, as I was lying back, listening to the rich tones of the AM radio, I got to thinking how great life is. Here I am in a richly appointed 1990 Buick Park Avenue, that is almost paid for. I'm relaxing, even dozing occasionally, as I make my way to work. True, the electronic, adjustable side-view mirrors don't move anymore, but if I grab hold of the steering wheel, and pull myself up, and then tuck one leg under me for support, I can see some of the traffic in the other lanes.
Appearance-wise, the car isn't bad at all...considering its age. Almost 100% of this beauty still has its original paint on it, and the rest has a very dignified primer coat. What more could a man wish for at this point in his life? Only in America, eh?
Speaking of only in America, what's this with Joseph Ratzinger being made the new Pope. Pardon me if I'm mistaken, but, if memory serves, didn't he play Cliff Claven on Cheers? Talk about your all-American success stories.
But again, I've digressed. It's time to wrap this up with what I guess is my message for today. And that message is (drumroll, please): "Be sure to wipe the pollen off your windshield before you head out, because if you're going to be sharing the highway with me, it would be good if one of us has an unobstructed view."