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Lesson Earned

I don’t like Christmas. Don’t get me wrong, I’m hardly a Scrooge. I LOVE the holiday! But there’s always something that bothers me about receiving gifts. (By this logic, I also dislike my birthday, something everyone around me can attest is entirely false.)

Here’s the deal: receiving gifts–or payments, or praises for that matter–bothers me when I don’t feel like I’ve earned them. In fact, it makes me feel pretty terrible. Humbled, but terrible.

Backstory

December, I bought three copies of Batman: Arkham City Collector’s Edition from Best Buy for $35 each. With tax, the total came out to around $112. The intent, of course, was to sell them and make a very quick profit, since these were retailing for $75 in places like the Amazon Marketplace and eBay, and for $99 (plus tax) at most other stores. (I would have bought more, but there was a three-per-order limit, and by my second pass–six minutes after the sale started–they were sold out.) If I made enough, however, I’d keep one for myself.

Batman Arkham City Collector's Edition

This all could be yours if the price is... sufficient?

My original thought was to do a quick turn-around: post them for sale so that when they arrived they would already be sold: immediate profit. Being that this was my first time doing this, I decided against that. After all, I didn’t know exactly what condition things would be in when I got them. In theory they would be new. In theory. So I waited. In practice.

Arrival of the Fittest

Once they arrived I kicked myself: they were perfect! I could have sold them right there and then! I looked online to see how these should be priced and… OK, it looks as if a glut hit the market because the cheapest price was now $57.

Still, I wanted to learn about the business of reselling, so with a friend’s help, I went to sell them on Amazon. Because this was the first time I did this, I followed his advice regarding pricing: “To move it fast, place it $1 below the lowest price.”

I didn’t like this. Not one bit. I wouldn’t earn my copy: I’d either have to sell higher, “pay” a little for my copy (under $10, so still not bad), or I’d just have to sell all three of them. This had me pretty bummed out. At least I’d earn a profit, right? Sure, I’d have to pay Amazon their due (around $10), but then they would give me $4 for shipping, so in the end I’d get back… $50. Which meant a $12.50 profit once things were said and done. (With tax each unit was around $37.50.) Of course, then I’d have to pay for shipping, which according to the USPS website would be around $6. Can you see the problem here? Spend $37.50, earn $44. This would be great if I had a hundred of these instead of just three.

I did it anyway. Four hours later the game had sold…to some lady in North Dakota. Merry Christmas, lady.

Surprise, or Overprise?

The next day I went to the post office to deliver the package. Remember that estimate of $6? Yeah, that was off by about $5. It was $10.75 for shipping. So… $38.25 total for the unit.

A $1.50 profit.

Yay, learning.

Yay.

Sigh.

Another Approach

I didn’t want to just let these things go for the same price as I got them–that would be of no use to me, since I still wanted to, at the very least, make a profit. So instead of putting the next one back on Amazon, I decided to wait and look for other opportunities, hoping that the market influx would dry up some and the price would rise a bit. (It has, but not by much. Lowest price is still in the low $60′s. My guess is that it’ll stay that way.) Rolling the dice, I decided to put the piece up on Craig’s List for $70. This would net me a $32.50 profit, just about enough to cover the cost of the other unit at a very minor loss to me.

A few days before Christmas it sold, though the guy talked me down to $65.

The Lesson

This wasn’t enough, though, not to me. $27.50+$1.50 = $29. The unit was $37.50, so I’d still be $8.50 short. I wanted to EARN the thing, not pay for it. My wife said to keep it as a Christmas gift to myself, a cheap one. But I couldn’t. I mean, I thought about it, tried to justify it, but I couldn’t bring myself to keeping it. It would feel wrong, like I was violating some sort of cosmic rule.

This was when I learned my lesson. For years, I couldn’t figure out WHY I felt so guilty getting gifts, and why I always preferred buying things for myself. It’s not that I’m a control freak (though sometimes I can be that), it’s that receiving gifts like this feels like charity. While I’m not above receiving charity, I’m certainly not interested in encouraging it.

In this case this would be not just charity to myself, it would also be the worst form of materialism. I vowed to earn a profit. I hadn’t. To keep this would be to spend money I didn’t have, money that could go to pay a bill or give to someone who needs it more than me.

On the bright side, it would mean less crap in my house, right?

Aw Crap! It’s a Miracle!

Then, a Christmas miracle. Someone sent me a copy of another game, Battlefield 3. I’m not really into this type of game, so I told them they should keep it, that if I kept it, I’d likely sell it. “Consider it then a Christmas cash present.” And that’s what I did.

Battlefield 3

There's a reason we're the good guys.

The game sold for $50, netting me $40 in total profit.

I’d just earned my game. And my lesson.

Retrospect

When we’re kids, being good IS the work. Going to school IS the work. And that’s how we earned our payments, our praises, and our Christmas gifts. (“He knows when you’ve been bad or good, so be good for goodness sake.”) As an adult there’s really no such restriction, at least I don’t feel any. In this case, receiving gifts, particularly at a time like this, becomes empty, mechanical, expected, and ultimately damaging to the self esteem. For the past few years–2011 included–I’d gotten around the empty feeling by shopping for deals for people, helping them save money, or by giving money and gifts to charities. I guess I felt that by doing that I could earn whatever I received, at least part of it. (I’m still terribly humbled at a life I can only call blessed.)

To be frank, when it comes to Christmas, I really would prefer just to give to people: I get a far greater joy when I do that.  But other people like to give–and I actually do like receiving, under the right circumstances–so I don’t want to take that away from them. However, now that I understand myself a bit better…maybe I’ll be a better recipient. At the very least, I know this lesson has made me into a better person.

Going Vegan

New year, new me. Isn’t that the way it’s supposed to be? Anyway, the title says it all: we (by which I mean my beautiful wife and I) are going vegan. Mostly. At least for a little while. Frankly, I don’t know if it’ll stick (she loves beef, I love fish), but we’ll see where we’re at in a couple of months.

Vegan Zombie wants graaaaaaains...

Why I started thinking about going vegan

Weight loss, weight gain, rinse and repeat: the story of my life. After my amazing weight loss, dropping 99lbs, from 324lbs to 225lbs, I jumped back up to almost 250lbs in a matter of two months. When I saw that I was astonished. I had been exercising, but I slipped up on my eating. Still, 20 pounds? Just like that? I needed help.

You need help, fat boy!

You need help, fat boy!

Just to get a professional opinion on the matter, and because I thought maybe medical intervention might be in order (via drugs, not surgery), I went to a medical weight loss clinic. During some tests, it was discovered I have a a complete right bundle branch block (rbbb). In short, this means that due to an electrical issue, the chambers of my heart beat sequentially rather than simultaneously. Usually this is safely ignored (it’s the left bundle branch block you have to watch out for), but it was a show stopper: they wouldn’t do anything until I was cleared by my doctor.

Right bundle branch block - Click for full size

Immediately, I headed to my primary care physician who re-tested and saw the same thing. After comparing it to another EKG from five years prior, he decided further exploration was warranted. (The previous EKG did not show the block.) This led to having an echocardiogram a week later and a pulmonary function test (PFT) a week after that, since right bundle branch blocks, when not benign, are associated with either heart or lung issues. Luckily, it looks as if I’m cleared of both, except for maybe some allergy-related asthma starting to show up. According to the cardiologist, the block had been developing for a long time: there were signs of development in the previous EKG, and may have been intermittent, but never previously caught.

Still, I have heart disease. Sort of. Not the kind normally associated with high cholesterol or cardiomyopathy, but the kind which may be nothing more than a statistical anomaly. Good thing my life insurance is paid up, though.

(For the record, I’m currently at 240lbs. I was told by my cardiologist that the best thing I could do right now is exercise, so I’ve upped my routine to include 6+ miles per day walking at a brisk pace, keeping a heart rate of about 135bpm. Needless to say, I’m really hungry now. Hungry, but holding steady on the weight.)

Why go vegan?

When I found out about this–the rbbb–I started to look at more heart-healthy diets. After some reading I decided that a low-fat vegan diet made sense. It’s ironic that the rbbb was found when visiting a medical weight loss clinic where the plan was to go the Atkins, low-carb route.

There are a lot of reasons why I want to try my hand at veganism, but the two most important to me are as follows:

Ethics

Maybe I’m just a bleeding heart liberal, but I’ve always had a problem eatings things with a face. Not because I’m opposed to eating meat–in fact, I think that it’s a necessity, and a big reason why we humans grew capable of taking dominance of the planet–but because I’m opposed to the industrial complex which produces meat. Hunt it yourself? Have at it. Buying it from the store? You haven’t earned the right to eat that flesh.

Eating Animals - Jonathan Safran FoerYesterday someone told me how their kid is now asking questions like “where do eggs come from?” This saddened me. A kid shouldn’t ever have to ask where the eggs he eats in the morning come from. They should know, because they should have seen it already. This is not an indictment against this kid’s parent, by any means. It’s a commentary on our society. We’ve grown too far separated from our food, and as such no longer revere it for the blessing that it is in abundance. In fact, we now see it as a curse. Therefore, the ethics of meat eating is quite possibly my biggest reason. Jonathan Safran Foer’s book Eating Animals crystallized this for me, and put to words a sentiment that has been brewing inside me for quite some time. (To be fair, I do think he takes the sentimental arguments about the pain and suffering of hunted animals a bit too far. Note that I said “hunted”, not “electrocuted in a factory farm and put through a grinder”.)

Pigs confined in metal and concrete pens (Image thanks to the Farm Sanctuary)

Health

This the more contentious issue when going vegan. The first question we get is “Where do you get all your protein?!” For more informed individuals, the questions a more like “Where will you get all your zinc/B12?” Those are good questions. As for protein, the answer’s easy: some plants are LOADED with protein (spinach, beans, and quinoa come to mind). As for zinc and b12…well, I’m still learning. For the moment, those will come via supplementation.

Bodybuilder EXTREME!

Supplementation? What's that?

More important for me is the focus on the reduced cases of heart disease, diabetes, Alzheimer’s, cancer and hundreds of other conditions. The biggest reason, however is that my GERD doesn’t bother me when I go all vegan for a few days, although it does when I eat meat and meat byproducts. An anti-oxidant heavy, alkaline diet will go a long way in treating my GERD, as well as preventing the onset of Barrett’s esophagus. (Note that by vegan I mean fruits and veggies, not a bunch of grains. Processed or not, these still give me heartburn.)

For the record, I’m not knocking some of the other ways of eating out there, such as the so-called Paleo-diets, or the Atkins approach. I’ve done the Atkins diet and lost a fair amount of weight on it back in college. While I’m not interested in doing that now, I do find the paleo-diet is particularly attractive, and this vegan diet may shift to a paleo-diet sooner rather than later. Also, there’s evidence that higher protein diets will actually assist in the recovery of cancer. The theory is that cancer cells use glycolysis for fueling themselves, but are unable to switch to ketosis when the body reduces its intake of sugars. Without fuel, cancer starves.

Nevertheless, a far graver concern for me than cancer is diabetes, which runs strongly in my family (conversely, cancer is unheard of in my family). A low-fat vegan diet has been clinically proven to reverse and prevent diabetes, and although I am not diabetic, I am flat-line hypoglycemic, verified by a 2-hour glucose tolerance test. This means that if I don’t stop it now, it won’t be long before I do become a diabetic. Add to this the anecdotal GERD evidence and you can see why at this point in my life vegan seems like the best way to eat

What approach to take

The first diet that caught my attention was actually a raw food vegan diet. However, I’d tried this before, and after a few days without family support (no way I was selling this to anyone in my family, least of all my wife), this failed miserably. So I decided to scale it back.

Again, I actually thought that a paleo-diet would be a better way to go, but at this time my mind was flooded with the words “heart disease”. Over and over, I saw that a low-fat vegan diet (a la Pritikin) had been clinically proven to reverse heart disease. (The paleo-diet’s evidence was still not as solid.) Unfortunately, this didn’t apply to idiopathic right bundle branch blocks. Still, their claims that it also reversed diabetes, lowered cholesterol, and helped prevent cancer struck me as worth investigating.

After reading around, I found a couple of books to read on the subject matter.

The Engine 2 Diet: The Texas Firefighter's 28-Day Save-Your-Life Plan that Lowers Cholesterol and Burns Away the PoundsRay Kurzweil - Transcend: Nine Steps to Living Well ForeverThe China Study: The Most Comprehensive Study of Nutrition Ever Conducted and the Startling Implications for Diet, Weight Loss and Long-term HealthCaldwell Essesltyn - Prevent and Reverse Heart Disease: The Revolutionary, Scientifically Proven, Nutrition-Based CureDean Ornish - The Spectrum: A Scientifically Proven Program to Feel Better, Live Longer, Lose Weight, and Gain Health

  • I’ll be starting with Rip Esselstyn’s Engine 2 Diet. The biggest reason was that it offered a very clear-cut way to get started, including meal plans, recipes, and shopping lists. Also, it’s an easy read, even though I have a few problems with some of the oversimplifications.
  • After that I’ll be taking a look at Transcend: Nine Steps to Living Well Forever, by Ray Kurzweil and Terry Grossman. If you know about Kurzweil, you know about his emphasis on longevity, which is why I’m interested in the book. True, it’s not strictly vegan, but I’m sure many of the recipes could be adapted, though mostly what I’m looking for is information.
  • Next on the list is The China Study. This is one I’ve heard talked about over and over again, and it’ll be interesting to read the information there.

My reading won’t stop there. Books by Rip Esselstyn’s father, Caldwell Esselstyn, as well as those by Dean Ornish will probably make it to my Nook, bookshelf, or both. I’ll also be picking up The Paleo Diet: Lose Weight and Get Healthy by Eating the Foods You Were Designed to Eat, because I’m honestly curious. How well I do by going vegan will determine whether I pick this up sooner rather than later.

For now, here’s how we’re starting: first, our fridge is empty. Time to shop. Second, we’re buying kitchen equipment. We needed new pots and pans because ours are ancient, and I want to move away from Teflon.

Family support

As I said, I’ve tried this kind of stuff before. this and other diets. My biggest reason for prior failures? Family.

I don’t know, maybe I’m just weak-willed, but unless I have my wife having a similar diet to mine, I find sticking to any diet difficult. For example, I’ve tried going vegan before, but having my wife bring leftover pulled pork, beef tips, and grilled from her work lunch eventually drove me back to meat. I’ve also tried the other way, going low-carb. Hard to do when chips and salsa are ever present, and when the pulled pork and beef tips are accompanied by corn bread. Given this history, if I’m going to have a chance at success, I need her on-board.

(Note: I’m not blaming my lack of will on her. It’s my life, and my choices which make it up. The fault lies entirely with me.)

Fine. You've twisted my arm. I'll eat that.

Oh, just this once you fuddy duddy!

Considering her love of beef, selling her on a vegan diet wasn’t easy. Inadvertently, I found evidence that the diet could help with one of her more annoying (but not life threatening) medical conditions. Along with showing her that she could lower her cholesterol (which is ~225, although he has an HDL/LDL ratio that’s better than 1/1), and reducing the possibility of cancer (which runs in her family about as strongly as diabetes runs through mine), she decided to try it out. In fact, now she’s excited about it.

(For the record, my cholesterol is already low. Last time it was checked it was about 120 total, with an HDL of 42 and an LDL around 70.)

So what’s next?

Alright, so I’ve laid down my reasons and my plans. Now it’s time to get to work. But I think I’ll keep this on the down-low: I’ve already had people laugh at me and tell me about how they enjoyed a big, juicy burger that very afternoon, while others have, with concern and fear in their eyes, asked me ”So you’re only gonna eat nothing salads? I don’t think I could do that. I need some REAL food.” Then they laugh and try to get me to admit that plant-based foods aren’t “real” food. But this is the kind of stuff that happens whenever you want to do something which differs from what the rest of society does.

Anyway, time to get started. I’m thinking oatmeal, bananas, and all-natural maple syrup.

Oatmeal topped with bananas and maple syrup. OMGYUMYUM!

I am delicious. Eat me.

Side note: Special thanks go out to @thatgirlallie for kicking my butt and telling me to write something.

White Haired Dude

Lately I’ve been noticing more and more white hairs showing up. At the same time, my hair’s been thinning at an increasing rate.

I’m only 30. I’m really not linking this.

Yesterday, after discovering a rather long, white hair hanging right at the top of my forehead I decided to take it, along with a few of its buddies scattered about my head, out with a pair of scissors.

Mission accomplished.

When I was a kid, I took more than a few blows to the head. Big ones. Doc informed me recently that this put me at pretty high risk of developing Alzheimer’s in the future, along with a slightly elevated risk of developing Parkinson’s. So while I don’t know yet how and when I’ll die, front-runners are starting to show up.

The effects of aging and how I react to them have very suddenly became more than just an intellectual exercise.

Last night, I dreamt that my hair had grayed in a matter of days. It was as if the rest of my head was taking revenge for the treatment of those few hairs. In the dream, I came to the conclusion that these few hairs were somehow plugs in a dam, and by cutting them off I caused a deluge of white to spread all over my head, concentrated in the areas where the hair was located. This not only meant that I was getting old, it meant I was going through the sand in my hourglass far faster than anticipated.

I’m aging. I know it. I can fight its effects through exercise, diet and supplementation, but the fact remains that I’m aging. The idea is a hard one to embrace, but one which I must in order to continue growing as a person, overcoming adversities, and becoming what it is within me to achieve. I’m not one in the “live fast, die young, leave a beautiful corpse” camp. I’m in the “live as meaningfully as you possibly can, as long as you possibly can, weighing any risks to your longevity before taking action (or inaction) versus the possible returns, and when the time comes, make sure you’re in good enough shape to be successfully cryopreserved” camp. Not as catchy, I know, but I wasn’t about to stick it in any bumper stickers anyway.

Recently I’ve been trying to refocus. Long story short, my life was going in one direction then something hit which pushed it in another. Turns out things like that happen throughout your life. Who knew? Except everyone who has gone through it, I mean. For the past few years, I’ve been in limbo due to this. People in limbo don’t dream. They sort of fill their existence with things, hoping to find something, anything, to give them a direction. “Man without dreams shall perish.” This realization jarred me, so I started forcing myself to dream.

I’ve since moved to limbo’s edge; I can see how to get out.

First and foremost, I’m going back to college. Not necessarily to get any degree, mind you, but to learn for the sake of learning. (Pursuing an MFA has crossed my mind.) This is something I love doing, but which I’ve denied myself, much like when I denied myself the pleasure of a novel for 5 years. Lots of books, yes, but no novels. I’m still recovering from that.

Second, I think I’ll be joining some sort of sporting activity. Preferably, I’d learn some type of martial arts with forms–T’ai Ch’i, Quigong, and Kung Fu top my list–but something as simple as flag football would do. I walk every day and do resistance training for 30 minutes 4 times a week, but I need something which gets me around people, something which demands strategy, and preferably something which involves repetition. (It’s a brain plasticity thing.)

Third, I need to return to my music and leaning other languages. Both of these defined me in my youth. Both of these were things I intended to carry with me throughout my life. Both of these I’ve put aside as if they were childish things.

There’s more, but this is a start. I’m only 30. It won’t be that long before I say that I’m 60, but will I still be prefixing that with “only”? If so, will this be because I’m excited about my future and where I’m going, or because I’m still waiting for life to start?

One day, my head will probably be full (or half full) of white hairs. What will I be dreaming about then? Will I be defined by my dreams and actions, or will I just be another white haired dude?

Introducing My New… TOYOTA CAMRY?!

Alright, so car shopping went along far faster than originally anticipated. This was due to personal reasons, mostly my mom’s need for a new(ish) car and my ability to provide it. (Also, because I still owe some on my previous car, the trade-in value weighed me down.) The car we ended up with? The 2010 Toyota Camry.

2010 Toyota Camry

With all the recent news about Toyotas and Lexuses (Lexii?) careening out of control and killing millions of innocent bystanders, while evil genius Akio Toyoda spits in the face of the US Congress and laughs maniacally, you’re probably wondering why I decided on the Camry. After all, there are better cars out there, cars that don’t purposely seek to destroy the living, cars made by people working for companies in North America that are just as high-quality. The short answer is, “this is what my wife chose.” The long answer is, “ttthiiisss iiiisss wwwwhhhaaaaattt mmmyyyy wwwwiiiifffeee cccchhooooossssee.” The even longer answer is that after trying out a number of cars, the Camry came out on top as striking the best balance between great looks, reliability, low maintenance costs, a comfortable ride, and all the options we wanted. Instead of me telling you just that, though, I’ll give you a quick review of the cars we tried: the Honda Accord, Ford Fusion, Chevy Malibu, Nissan Altima and finally (of course) the Toyota Camry. Neither of us likes Hyundais, so those were out of the question, and the only other car in this class, the Mazda6, is so notoriously unreliable that we didn’t even consider.

A Little Background

I’m sure that after comment about my wife choosing the car some of you think things like, “Boy, talk about p-whipped!” and “Look at that jerk, blaming his wife!” But in reality, it’s a lot simpler than that. See, my wife has never owned a new (not just new-to-her, but actually new, as in ain’t-no-one-broke-the-leather-but-her new). With her birthday and our 6th anniversary coming up, I decided this would make one heck of a present, especially since she’ll be the one driving it daily to work. Despite my getting a voice in the decision making process, I told her that the final call would be hers, hence the comment. Not p-whipped, not blaming: letting her choose a very nice present.

Because of this the reviews will feature my take and hers.

2010 Honda Accord (and Why We Will Never Return to Wesley Chapel Honda)

The car we’re replacing is a 2002 Honda Accord we bought used in 2006. It has proven to be a great car, but despite that it’s time to replace it. Considering our experience with that our 2002 Honda Civic–the combination of which has taken us over 240,000 mostly trouble-free miles over the past 8 years–at first we thought we would be replacing our old Honda with a new one. Although we loved the Accord Crosstour, our budget but us squarely on the road to an Accord sedan. This was our default choice. We were, after all, Honda people.

2010 Honda Accord

Test driving the 2010 Accord didn’t deliver us any surprises: it looked, handled, and felt like a Honda. The decor inside wasn’t spectacular, but it felt solid. It was a comfortable ride throughout. Two things took it out of consideration.

First, the cabin noise. Of all the cars we tried, the 2010 Accord was by far the loudest, letting in not only a fair amount of road noise, but also a surprising amount of engine noise. While Hondas are known for that, the 2010 model was noisier than even our 2002 model. Even though at this price range we expect some road noise, engine noise was a big no-no. Despite this, the Honda was still not only under consideration: it was our default choice. We knew we’d be safe buying a Honda.

The second reason had little to do with the car and far more to do with the dealership, Wesley Chapel Honda. (Yeah, we could’ve found another dealership, but we didn’t like the Accord enough for that. It just didn’t impress us.) After test driving, we still weren’t sure about the car, but we wanted to get some numbers: how much was the car, what they charged for their warranties, and the approximate cost of the total package. This would allow us to get a complete picture, something we could consider. However, despite the great service we got with the sales person (Ed), the finance manager didn’t want to meet with us. The conversation went something like this:

General Manager: “Alright, what did you think?”

Us: “We liked the car. Now we’d like to get a few numbers so we can think about things and compare notes.”

GM: “Well, let me ask you, would you be prepared to make a decision today?”

Us: “Not today, but within the next 48 hours. Again, we simply need to be sure we really want to proceed with this car. It’s a big decision after all: $30,000 is a big chunk of change for us.”

GM: “Alright, let me talk to the finance manager then.” He goes out. A few minutes later… “Alright, I spoke to the finance manager, and honestly, he’s interested in one thing: it’s the end of the month, and we need to fill up that board back there with names.”

Us: “I understand and appreciate that, but before we can make any decision we need numbers. We’re very deliberate people; we don’t make decisions like this solely on emotion. I just need an idea of what costs are, what payments would look like, etc.”

GM: “OK then, let me see what I can get.” Again he steps out, then a few minutes later comes back with, “Listen, my manager here is very busy. He’s working with a lot of people and he says unless you’re ready to decide something today, he won’t bother with this right now. He doesn’t need the practice.”

Us: “OK. Let me be clear then: I get the numbers, I think about it. I don’t get the numbers, I don’t think about it. Understood?”

We stood up and walked out. We spoke to Ed on the way out who was visibly shocked by the way we were treated. He later tried to salvage the sale by getting us our numbers, but by that time we had already decided we wouldn’t be going with a Honda, and if we did, it wouldn’t be from Wesley Chapel Honda. Furthermore, I will never again be returning there for any services or future purchases.

Finally, I’m tempted to drive by, see the manager, show him my new car and tell him, “This could have been your sale, and despite the great effort your marvelous sales person went through, your shortsightedness and inability to seek the relationship above the sale cost blew it.” I’m not vindictive enough, however, although I do take pleasure in knowing that the dealership is currently for sale, and losing about $250,000 a month.

2010 Nissan Altima

One night, near the end of our selection process, we drove down the road to check out and test drive a Ford Fusion. Unfortunately, the Ford dealership was closed (an hour earlier than they advertised) so we wondered on over to the Nissan dealership (which we later found out was closed, but they worked with us anyway). Originally, we hadn’t even considered Nissans, despite the fact that my sisters and my brother all have Nissans (two 2008 Altimas and one Sentra). But they were open, so why not, right?

2010 Nissan Altima

We ended up going on a test drive that very night, to my surprise. The 2010 Altima was very roomy despite the moonroof(I’m 6’1, and sit taller than most people). The seats were comfortable despite them being cloth (we were looking for leather), the interior well polished, and the car included numerous user-friendly features we didn’t see in any other vehicle that didn’t include a steep markup. Of all the cars we tried, the Altima was easily the quietest, and Nissan’s CVT (continually variable transmission) technology made the ride marvelously smooth, far smoother than anything else we tried. As is the norm with Nissans, the car had a very sporty feel to it, something which my wife loved. So much, in fact, we considered buying the car that night.

But we don’t work that way.

For a couple of days, it looked like things were settled: would get an Altima, despite my trepidation. We started looking around the net for competing quotes, asking my siblings about their experiences, and figuring out negotiating tactics. As we did, we started reading the reliability reports and rankings on the car, as well as talking to other Altima owners. As we did, we grew increasingly hesitant about it: as awesome and enjoyable as it was to ride, the overall cost of ownership seemed higher than we wanted: there were more scheduled maintenances than we were used to and the insurance for this car was higher than any of the others in our list. Eventually, we decided not to go this route.

Would we have regretted doing so? Not for a second. But five years down the line, would I be saying the same thing? Six years? Ten? It was our inability to answer that question as a definite affirmative that gave us pause, and eventually made us reconsider. (And yes, we were well aware that the Altima was voted best mid size sedan in initial quality by J.D. Power and Associates. Initial quality and quality at 7 years, 140,000 miles are two different things, however.) Still, if you’re looking for a family sedan while keeping a sporty feel, you need to make sure the Altima’s on your shortlist.

2010 Ford Fusion

Ford’s come a looooong way. A few years ago this wouldn’t have even been a consideration. In fact, a few years ago, when I was buying a car, it wasn’t, at least not seriously. Sure, I played with the idea of buying a Five-Hundred for a while–especially because I loved the Volvo S80–but a Fusion? Too new, and it was a Ford. Today, just saying “it’s a Ford” gives no negative indication of its quality. In fact, the Ford Fusion has taken over as one of the top quality cars, matching and beating the Toyota Camry and Honda Accord for the past few years. Even J.D. Powers agrees, as does US News & World Reports. Oh, and let’s not forget that the Fusion is Motor Trend’s Car of the Year for 2010.

I say all of this so you know that I didn’t try Ford out of some sense of patriotism, like I could justify buying a sub-par car simply because it was made by an American company. I tried the Fusion because it is a great car, period.

2010 Ford Fusion

By the time we tried the Fusion we had already taken a peek at the Camry, fallen in love with the Altima, and been chased away from Wesley Chapel Honda. We tried the Ford Fusion mostly for the sake of being complete, and giving everyone who deserved it a fair shot. (Also, partly, because we’d feel odd not trying at least ONE American car, especially one which had received so many high marks.) Still, my wife cringed at the the thought of having a car brand she associated with hard seats, dead engines, and rednecks. (Her parents always owned Fords and she hated every single one of them. The Fords, I mean, not her parents.)

Once we got in the car we forgot all about nationality and focused on the ride. It was engaging without challenging you to be fierce, comfortable, and relatively quiet. The design of the controls was clear, uncluttered (unlike that of the Honda Accord), and utilitarian. The only issues we encountered were visibility–the design feels like it blocks out some small, seemingly unimportant part of your total view–and the internal decor, which looked somewhat cheap, especially the door handles. My wife also had an issue with the comfort of the cloth seats; replacing them with leather helped somewhat, due to the extra padding afforded to these. Still, she wasn’t totally happy.

Had it been up to me, this probably would have been the car we bought, which is why it was such a heartbreaker. Still, she’ll be doing the bulk of the driving in this new vehicle, not me, so she gets the final call; despite every incredible feature offered, and despite Ford’s newfound reputation for quality in the Fusion, she decided to pass, her reasons being comfort (she still didn’t like the way the seats felt) and the internal decor, which felt overwhelmingly cheap to her. I’m sure her prior experiences with Fords didn’t help, either.

Sigh. Maybe next time, Ford. Maybe next time.

2010 Chevrolet Malibu

Actually, like the Altima, the Malibu was tested on a mere whim. Really, it was my whim, much like the Altima was mostly my wife’s whim. A few years ago I rented a Chevy Malibu and fell completely in love with it. At that time, however, there seemed to be an issue with the car’s steering column and I was surrounded by (and depended upon advice from) people who refused to buy an American car, so I never went forward with even considering it. This time I figured, “Why not? It can’t hurt.” It helps that my dad loves his Chevrolets. Loves them. In fact, any of my childhood memories involve time spent riding around town in my dad’s old Chevy Nova. Maybe that’s why he tends to discourage the purchase of Fords.

2010 Chevy Malibu

The ride on the Malibu was what could be expected: smooth, quiet, and enjoyable. The car included a lot of features, such as dual-heated, power, leather seats, wood trim, OnStar and bluetooth plus home link with a price tag lower than any other maker. But there were a lot of tiny issues that worried us.

First and foremost, the positioning of the driver-side functions. Even with the telescopic feature, the steering wheel was positioned oddly in relation to the seat and pedals, at least for me. As for my wife, she had major problems with the gas and break pedals: the break felt a lot higher than the gas, so switching over wasn’t just a matter of rolling the foot, but actually a matter of lifting it in order to hit the break. The pedals felt just fine for me, but she has far smaller feet.

Another issue was the visibility, especially through the rear window. Because of the car’s shape, rear visibility is hampered severely enough to make backing out more of a guessing game than usual. (Yes, we know we can install rear sensors, but if those should fail we need to be able to use our eyes.) Again, this was more of an issue with my wife than me, although I did notice that the visibility was not as open as I would have liked.

Finally, an issue for me was the way some of the materials were applied. When I pulled on the door handle inside the car, I actually saw and felt it move–along with the rest of the door panel–towards me, independent of the door itself. It felt like I was pulling a giant toy. In the trunk, I felt the same way, when I noticed that the coverings weren’t glued on, they were bolted on; being very soft, they felt more like very thin, malleable cardboard barely attached to the car’s frame. Reminded me of our old 1987 Chevy Cavalier, which also had this type of covering, until it fell off. Like that, this just felt cheap.

Basically the Malibu experience can be narrowed down to this: Great ride, mostly comfortable, but cheap interior.

2010 Toyota Camry

Finally, the car we started our search on and ended up going with. Now, I know people are talking about Toyota’s quality having gone down while they tried to rip the #1 car manufacturer prize from GM’s cold, dead hands, (GM: “I’M NOT DEAD YET!”) but they’re still quite good, quite reliable, and now, because of all the reports, cheaper than it would’ve been otherwise. (I was able to get mine $2,300 under invoice, over $4,000 under MSRP.)

2010 Toyota Camry

We tried the Camry because I’ve always wanted to a Toyota. Yeah, I know, weird. It helped that the night we started looking around they were the only dealership still open. (All the others closed at 8:00 P.M.) I’ve been a Honda guy for a while, and while I’ve loved Hondas, I’d always wanted a Toyota. (In fact, I almost got a Toyota last time I bought a car.) This time around, I wanted an Avalon, my wife wanted a Venza, and with both of those were just outside our price range we decided to check out the Camry.

First and foremost, the car was smooth ride, to the point that it’s easy to forget you’re driving. For enthusiasts, this would be a huge negative, but for someone looking to get from point A to point B without many thrills, this is perfect. As for the cabin itself, it wasn’t as quiet as the Nissan Altima’s, but it was quiet enough. (I’m considering buying some sound dampening material to make it a far quieter ride.)

In the looks department, the 2010 Camry is a win. It is elegant and has a bit of a timeless quality to it. The creature comforts our model came with–XM radio, leather seats, power seating, rear sensors–and intelligent design decisions make going somewhere an enjoyable, usually relaxing experience. In fact, the ride is so smooth and the creature comforts are so nice the Camry reminds us of the Hyunday Azure we rented during a trip to Montana a few years ago. But, you know, with better gas mileage.

It took us 2 test drives to make our decision, but after having tested everything else, and considering long term reliability issues, this is what we went with.

Conclusion

Of course, while these were the cars we tried out, we considered a number of others, mostly hybrid versions of the vehicles mentioned here when available, as well as the Buick LaCrosse. Something always got in the way of those: cost, mileage, reliability ratings and estimated cost of ownership, etc.

In the end, the decision was between the Nissan Altima and the Toyota Camry, two cars we both loved for completely different reasons. The Altima we loved because of its sporty feel and creature comforts. The Camry we loved because of the stately feel. (Odd thing to say with a Camry, I know, but at our price range…) In the end, the decision was based on maintenance costs, and there the Camry was all win.