I think my wife may have killed my Ford Esquart. My beloved 1993, forest green, dented, two-windows-working, 193,000-mile vehicle, now at the doctor's office over at Capital Ford. I am concerned -- the Esquart refused to start yesterday.

Conspiracy theorists are already talking about a so-called "Master Plan" by my wife, who "apparently" got tired of her Mazda 626 back in '02 and wrecked it so she could get a Toyota Highlander. These theorists find it "interesting" that my car started fine when I drove it, yet on the one rare day she used it to get to work, the Esquart had "issues." VEEERRRRY suspicious.

I have no comment on the matter, other than to say... "Give me one more year, Esquart! One more year!"

More updates as I hear back from the service dudes.

Research has begun into replacement vehicles. Sigh. I'm thinking hybrids -- any suggestions on something efficient and cheap and big enough to haul around a kiddo in the back seat??? Later.