Is Eddie Vedder even speaking English?

I haven't wanted to mention it because I'm not sure if we're even going to be able to keep it, but we traded in my tiny coupe for a minivan on Saturday. It's a used Dodge Grand Caravan that's in pretty good shape, but, unfortunately, the night we brought it home, J drove it and realized the dashboard lights don't work. So he's supposed to take it back to the dealer today. If they can't fix it, we may be getting the coupe back. I swear, cars can be such a pain in the neck. I was annoyed with my Cavalier because it required acrobatic skills to get Lil J's car seat in there, so we found this minivan and when I saw the automatic doors, I was like "Sold!" I was just getting used to driving this mother of a vehicle, and then we find that out about the dashboard lights. Annoying! And, I'm not going to name names, but I don't think we'll ever get another car from this particular dealership again. Not only was our salesman kind of a smarmy buttwad, but they had pizza sitting out in the open on Saturday and never offered us any. Which is why when Lil J puked on their carpet, I smirked on the inside. Faulty wiring and no pizza does not make for happy customers, people!