Disappeared off the face of the internets for a while there, didn't I?
Mostly this was because my car, my faithful little car Tequila, started giving me troubles. Now Tequila, besides being a bright and shiny green, is 21 years old1 — so trouble isn't exactly out of the ordinary. She has her quirks: like the way the dashboard doesn't in fact light up when you turn on the headlights. Or the way the interior light turns on for every open door except the driver's.
But this was trouble piling on top of trouble, an endless list of necessary repairs and maintenance, and three breakdowns in as many days. When your car is only worth $1,000 in good condition (which Tequila is not, thanks to a chemical manufacturing plant which provided employee parking right under the ammonium nitrate fallout), you start to question the cost of repairs.
You start to think it's time to upgrade. Maybe, you dare to dream, maybe I could even own a car manufactured this century…
You can guess the next part, can't you?
Yes, I just bought a new car. 😯
Not just new-to-me, but brand spanking new. She comes off the boat tomorrow, and I'll be picking her up (and hemorrhaging the rest of the purchase price) next week.
So, because I obviously cannot come up with content while my brain is this addled, have a couple of links:
- The lost and fossilised rainforest of Illinois
- In a time when millipedes, bugs and worms roamed unfettered, vertebrates were yet to leave the oceans, and trees were only a metre tall: the six-metre fungus reigned. o.0 That's one hell of a mushroom.