Adios To Sparky The Cadillac

Alas, No Viking Funeral For the Caddy...

Well, it took 15 months for it to happen, but Sparky The Flaming Cadillac is finally gone.

As originally reported here way back in November of 2006, there was a deal worked out to trade the Caddy for some construction & painting labor by a local handyman I've long since dubbed Carlos The Unreliable.

Carlos The Unreliable is the epitome of the "mañana" attitude that's supposedly a mean, nasty stereotype perpetuated by racist gringos. This gringo, however, has been stood up by Carlos so many times that the only way the stereotype would be more stereotypical is if Carlos The Unreliable actually wore a serape and sombrero, and siesta'd away the day leaning up against an adobe wall whilst mumbling something about not needing no steenkin' badges.

Carlos The Unreliable's plan was to give the Caddy to Carlos The Unreliable, Junior. Alas, Carlos The Unreliable, Junior got into some juvenile shenanigans, and for the last 15 months was Carlos Jr. the Incarcerated.

Upon Carlos Jr. The Incarcerated's release, Carlos The Unreliable's interest in the Caddy and manual labor reawakened, and the agreed-upon work was completed.

Also, I got ratted out to the City by some gotdam busybody neighbor for having a derelict car in the driveway, so it was kind of a "now or never" deal for Carlos.

I awoke at the crack of noon on Sunday, and Sparky the Caddy had already gone off to its new home. Towed off or driven off, I'm not sure which, but it's gone, which is all that matters.

Vaya con Dios, Sparky!