Jesse Singer articles

Living near a school has its perks. Twice-a-day traffic jams are not one of them. Every morning and afternoon, parents stop wherever they can squeeze their SUVs, and sometimes that means directly in front of someone else’s driveway. After enough blocked entrances, putting up a homemade “No Parking” sign starts to feel pretty reasonable. It’s their property, after all...right?

There are cars you buy because they’re practical, and then there are cars you remember seeing once in a parking lot 50 years ago.

Most of us start getting nervous when the odometer creeps past 150,000 miles. These owners apparently saw that number and thought, “that's a nice start.”

Naming a car seems easy until you remember that thousands of people have to walk into dealerships and say the name out loud with a straight face. A few of these are so bad they make you wonder whether the meeting ended because everyone agreed...or because it was lunchtime.

The neighbor leaves for work every morning. His EV charger stays behind. So if someone nearby needs a little extra range and the charger is just sitting there...what’s the harm in plugging in for a while? The answer depends on more than whether the homeowner notices.

It started with a few sticky spots on the windshield. Now the hood looks like somebody glazed it with maple syrup every time you park in your own driveway. The tree belongs to your neighbor, but the branches are hanging over your property. So surely you can grab a saw and make the problem disappear. Right?

Having the neighborhood treat your driveway like a public turnaround is more than just annoying. But does it justify the spike strip you want to use to make them stop? Well...

The price was settled. The money was sitting in the bank. All that remained was handing over a check and driving home. Instead, the dealer rejected the payment and started pushing a loan nobody had asked for. That may be perfectly normal—or the moment this deal stopped smelling right.

Buying a 1978 Corvette at a bargain price probably felt like the kind of deal people brag about for years. Then the first mysterious drip appeared underneath it and someone casually mentioned something called a “birdcage.” Now that great deal is beginning to feel slightly less great.