Wednesdays Do Not Move Me

But, they do occasionally prove interesting. Darling Man is safe in DC, and our own Dear Amanda is safely at the mechanic's. Unfortunately, mechanic #1 cannot save her. So, at great risk to our own structural integrity, Yours Truly will be "driving" Amanda to another mechanic who CAN fix her. We use quotation marks around "drive" because it takes the Dear Thing 20 minutes to get to 30 mph.

It appears that the Dear Thing has clogged her catalytic converter (too many cheese fries in that high-test fuel) and needs a new one. The GOOD news is that it is not her transmission. This makes us quite glad, as Amanda the First died a premature death at 183,000 miles due to a dead transmission.

Now, one may ask oneself what fuel-efficient, normal-sized vehicle did Yours Truly reserve from the Rental Agency of Doom? A compact and/or midsized sedan.


What did that R.A.D. actually HAVE AVAILABLE for your 5'1" Writer?????




A Chevy Trailblazer.....Sherman Tank with AC. We need a step-ladder to enter it and are SO CLOSE to the steering wheel that we had to turn the nice air bag OFF.

Darling Boys are much amused - the oldest, of course, climbed right in. Literally. Thought out the most efficient route and handholds from the ground to the passenger seat and flounced on in. WHY this route involved stops on the maple tree and the roof of the car, We Shall Never Know.

Darling Younger Boy had to be (a) hoisted up by me and (2) dragged in by Darling Boy.

This is One Big Transport!

Further proof we live in Cartoon World? The radio was pre-set to the local indie rock station, which was playing "Evolution" when we turned it on....

Random Thoughts:

Bob Dylan is Evil. Darling Man left us his CD of "Blood on the Tracks," thereby making it impossible for us to listen to anything else, INCLUDING the Who's new EP.

"Tangled up in Blue" and "Meet me in the Morning" are two of the Best Songs Ever....and Mr. D does not even LIKE this record of his very much.

Mr. Arlo Guthrie recently accused Dylan of eating up all the GOOD songs out there and pleaded, "Come on Bob, throw the little ones back." Truer words, etc.

This being Wednesday, all Dear Readers are begged to purchase Blood on the Tracks and weep that such genius even still breathes. Then go buy Dylan's new CD and be glad for reasons same.

The Who EP (Wire & Glass) is only available as an import, but the new album ships 10/31/06. Buy it, if just to understand what the bejeezsus I will be blathering on about on 11/1/06.

Much hugs,
Alysoun