When we moved to Chicago, we decided it would be wise to get down to one car. You save on insurance, don't have to find a place to park it, and no worries about repairs.
I still think it was the right thing to do but frankly, I feel a bit stranded, a bit trapped. I know the El is a block away but it's not the same thing as having the freedom to leave the house for quick trip to the grocery store. Enter the Ruckus. The Ruckus is a wonderful little scooter that doesn't look like your typical euro-trash wannabe Vespas or your Cheapo-Sporty plastic racer. The Ruckus is a work of pure beauty and I love them. and I love anyone who has one. If only I had one, then I could finally love myself. If anyone wants to give me money so I can buy the only thing that will help me to love myself and others...then please pick up your phone and donate now.
