Darcy Casselman's weblog. Just like old times.
Since it'll probably be another couple months before I make any sort of real effort to get a car, I've been thinking about alternatives again. And then I stumbled upon this:
![[ When you ride ALONE you ride with Hitler ! ]](/img/z6pvM9NSea-291.webp)
Image courtesy the US National Archives and Records Administration. By " courtesy," of course, I mean "stolen from." But I thought it was pretty wonderful.
Cars suck, and I resent feeling I have to buy one.
There's a bunch of stuff I want to do this weekend. Not having a car makes most of them difficult.
Actually, that's not true. Most of them aren't so much difficult as less convenient. I really want to get down to the ( somewhat) new K-W International Cinema to see what they're like. They're playing Wild/White Cherries ( aka Gelbe Kirschen) tomorrow, which looks... German (well, Austrian). I dunno. It may be pretty indifferent, and I can see random German (or even Austrian) movies at the Princess, but I just... I don't know. I want to see it, okay? Sheesh, what do you people want from me, anyway?!
Um, yeah...
I also have this strange yen to go to the Fergus Scottish Festival and Highland Games. For no particular reason. This one, however, is nigh on impossible to get to without a car. In fact, most of the reason I wanted to get a car is so that, on a whim, I can go to crazy stuff like this. But I don't have a car. If I want to do stuff like this, I have to plan months ahead of time. And even when I do—this summer's vowed trip to the Stratford Festival (finally!)—it doesn't seem to happen. Of course, the problem with Stratford this year is that there isn't anything playing that I feel hugely driven to see... Not so much that I feel like going to the trouble of figuring out bus schedules and the like...
The reason I don't have a car yet mostly stems from my unsurpassed ability to procrastinate when faced with having to talk to sales people. This also (partly) explains why I'm still wearing shoes with very large holes in them.
So, as you can see, today's entry is basically just me whining about stuff. Tune in next week for me whining about different stuff!
I'm sitting at work right now, even though it's closing in out eight o'clock. I'm not going home until the temperature drops under 30°. I'm going to sit right here, even if it means I can't play my game or finish my book. It's too hot to go outside, so I'm not going. You can't make me.
I'm almost finished my book, too. I found Light Raid (co-authored by Connie Willis, whom, as I have mentioned, I like very much) for 93 cents in a used book store a couple weeks ago. And it was worth every penny! Really, it's been a fun read on buses and trains and things, but it's not Ms Willis' best. Occasionally I catch a glimmer of the—I dunno— banter I love so much in Willis' other books, but the glimmer fades quickly. I dived into it because it takes place in a future where the allied Western United States and Commonweath of Western Canada are caught in a bitter, deadly war with the dastardly Quebeckers (while the city-state of Victoria strives to stay neutral and avoid all the laser bombardments). The authors don't really have a feel for Canadians, though. The day Westerners start having tea and setting up a monarchy is the day Satan dons a parka and drives his sled dogs to work. They never dwell on background details, though, which is a bit of a shame on the one hand, but a small relief if it's just going to make everything implausible.
Phew. It's 29° now, so I suppose I can go home sometime soon... Maybe I'll wait till sunset.
I've been in a funny mood the last week or so. Not bad, really... Almost overwhelmed, sorta. Except there really isn't anything in particular that should be overwhelming me. The avoidant thing (more of a personality "style" than a "disorder," really) is still bugging me... I've been dwelling on it a bit... I've also been spending too much time fretting over other peoples' problems. And I'm back to not getting work done. It's probably good that this is a short week.
Once I get home and start playing Havest Moon, though, all my problems should drift away. If it was just 15-20° cooler out, it'd be perfect...