Tony's Treehouse Blog

Back, in black?

I firmly believe my host fucked up my install of MovableType, but they will not admit it. They're response to my issue, reinstall the software and hope for the best. And the useless help desk alias doesn't help one bit either. After about 2 weeks and bit of inspiration from Ms. Icyshard, I was able to get back up and running, if not in a limited fashion. For some reason my login screen is in Kanji. Go figure.

I have a new cause and that cause is doing my part in seeing to it that the Pontiac G8 doesn't get killed in 2010 as most people expect that it will. No, I am not advocating that we bail out the auto industries. But the death of this incredible American (in spirit) car pisses me off.

#1 Reason to own a G8:
Passenger room. At 6'2 and over 300 lbs, my G8 GT is a great fit for someone my size and girth. When I shed my tonnage, I suspect the fit will be even better, as there will be less of me for the ultra-supportive, 3-stage heated, highly adjustable front sport seats to support. To wit, I've had a friend who was 6'4 get into the car and find a comfortable driving position. This interior room for the car manifests itself in several different useful ways.
1) Even with the front seats all the way back, there is a TON room in the back.
2) The G8 is a joy to drive on long road trips. The same is true for my commute. Lately I had someone insuate that my recent back problems could be attributed to my driving position, rather than the 7 year old secretary chair I am forced to sit in all day. Clearly, they've never had any seat time in the G8.
3) While I would never in a million years ever think that I would use heated seats, I was way way wrong in thinking so. Not only are the seats heated, but they are staged: first heating your bum, then the lower back and finally mid-back/shoulders (for me at least). For the stressful days or sunny and cool days, the seats are a gem.
4) Lastly, I've had people ride in the back and call the experience "limo-like". On one occasion I had a couple of friends actually fight over who would ride in the back.

Not having to contort myself as I get in and out of my car is great. Not having to perform a Cirque du Soleil-like act while driving is way worth it.