Letting go. This is a constant struggle for me. For most, April offers a sense of renewal and rebirth. But for me, it is an ongoing, never-ending reminder that some stuff in life has to end. And so it is that with a heavy-heart I have to say goodbye to one of my most trusted and reliable friends, my '97 Rodeo. Seriously, this sucks. I have not had a car (for my own car, I have one for the wife's) payment for 10 years! And the Rodeo was the freakin' beast of burden that got me from point A to point B without complaint, without problems or delays. I have had to fix nothing of dire nature in 10 years on this thing and then it had a full body meltdown that would've cost 4 times the current value to fix. And no, it's not even worth getting the parts and doing it myself. So goodbye dear friend, may you find happier trails elsewhere as I search to replace you with some piece of crap that will inevitably disappoint me in ways I never imagined because of a decade of amazing service.