Moderately Confused by Jeff Stahler for May 01, 2021

Drive to a junk yard.

Jump on the brakes a few times to condense it.

I sometimes think the back seat of my wife’s car is just a big purse.

I refer to my wife’s car as a “purse on wheels.”

I usually have to relocate stuff just to get into the passenger seat.

Most cars don’t have enough room for junk. Many don’t even have a trunk.

Pet peeve for me, a car pig!

Empty it and watch your fuel economy increase.

It’s all in my head..and car.

Sounds like my garage…

I used to live in a remote area. I periodically have to cull the wide variety of emergency equipment I still lug around the city: first-aid kit, power inverter, fuses for 20th Century automobiles, four kinds of jackets (just in case), three kinds of hat, space blankets, gallons of water in half-pint bottles, ten kinds of over-the-counter medication, a wooden chair leg (just in case), 15-year-old road flares, a spare Bluetooth-to-FM converter, an umbrella (in Southern California ?!), a spare pair of shoes, an old cellphone (just in case), several paperback books, English unit tools (which don’t fit anything on my car) a set of roadmaps (of Northern California as it was in the 90s), a volt meter, jumper cables (of course), tow rope, two towels, four different flashlights (just in case), electric tire pump, can of emergency tire repair goo, registration and proof of insurance for the last decade …

My car is my second home and my storage unit.

I’ve heard about “junk in the trunk”, but I thought it was something else.

I cleaned the inside of my windshield so I can see where I’m going, now about the 500 plastic bags….

I admit to being worse – my “working van” (a full-sized 15 passenger van with the bench seats removed) has become a depository for a lot of tools and pieces of lumber and other assorted “stuff”… but several times it has saved the day when “let’s look in the van” has come up with something we needed on the fly…