Home is Where the Car Is....

As we travel past our invariable youth, we notice that not only do our bodies morph from these gorgeous pillars of youthful vigor to sagging, gravity-ravaged shells of our former selves, but our choices in vehicles are changing as well. We have gone from the sporty, fun two seater for two to the seven passenger house on wheels that can comfortably fit not only the family of five but the stray animal and neighborhood child as well. We have stealthy chosen the car that has the amply provided cup holders for those 'in-car' meals that happen so often in our fast-paced society. We have slowly morphed our family time at home to car time between errands, practice, and work. From game-boys, psp's, and beyond we are a portable society that is held together by one simple plug in the front of every car in America. Without this plug, the cell phones would die, no games would be played, no DVDs to be watched. Life as we know it would cease to exist. Remember, home is where the car is......