Three days of digging and I still haven't been able to get her out of the driveway!Anybody ever see those WWII documentaries where they show the German troops freezing their asses off in USSR trying to dig their tanks out of the snow?I think I know how that felt!
Saturday, February 27, 2010
Operation Corolla Rescue
Three days of digging and I still haven't been able to get her out of the driveway!Anybody ever see those WWII documentaries where they show the German troops freezing their asses off in USSR trying to dig their tanks out of the snow?I think I know how that felt!
Thursday, February 18, 2010
Dating
Well I've done it,signed up for Chemistry.com.Gonna try the online mating service,I have a very good friend who found someone amazing,so I say what the Hell.So far,with one exception,the matches they've found are old like me,Fuck!At first Iwondered where are all those pretty,damaged,wild twentysomethings that I remember from my glorious misspent youth.I admit that most of them were high-maintenance head cases but they were awful pretty and I wasn't often bored.Then it occurs to me that maybe I was supposed to pick ONE to stick with then instead of assuming it was an endless supply.Shit apparently I wasn't clear on the whole process.and I would like a do-over.I guess I'll see what turns up,wish me luck !
Tuesday, February 9, 2010
Public Servants Cali vs. Dakota
I finally got my damned car paid off,got the paperwork in the mail and everything!Next step is going to DMV to get Toyota removed from the title,then and only then,am I free from Their Satanic Majesties,or Toyota Financial Services.As a native Californian this was a horrifying thought.Let me compare the two processes for you.
In Cali I would have had to plan on at least half a day if not more to get this done.First I would have waited in the first line for an opportunity to explain myself to a hostile semi English speaking clerk who will give me a piece of paper with a number on it and direct me to the correct holding pen.With a little luck I will understand these directions and off I'll go
Now begins the Waiting Time,staring at a video monitor awaiting the appearance of my number.No matter that my rational mind tells me that my number won't be on that screen soon if ever,I still begin staring at the Magic T.V. immediately.There will be nowhere to sit and the air will be alive with the aroma of Cultural Diversity.I begin to wonder if the US has lost a war and forgotten to send me the orders to withdraw,lonesome feelings sink in.But wait, Holy Fuck that's my number!!To the counter I go,there I will once again present my paperwork and explain myself to the New American, who no doubt, as a government official in their homeland had the power to order the immediate shooting of any motorist that got out of line.I will no doubt need to repeat my humble request, but if I have indeed been directed to the correct clerk ,this very unhappy Recent Arrival will collect a fee of some sort and hand over the title.I will now be the proud owner of a Corolla!!
In South Dakota I go to the County Treasurer's office,I stroll up to the counter and a pleasant middle aged woman named Debby stamps my forms,keeps one,hands me my title,laughs when I ask about fees and says have nice day.
I'm sure the first account sounds all too real to my Cali friends, and they will think I made up this Debby person or maybe my brain has become frostbitten but they are both true stories.
In Cali I would have had to plan on at least half a day if not more to get this done.First I would have waited in the first line for an opportunity to explain myself to a hostile semi English speaking clerk who will give me a piece of paper with a number on it and direct me to the correct holding pen.With a little luck I will understand these directions and off I'll go
Now begins the Waiting Time,staring at a video monitor awaiting the appearance of my number.No matter that my rational mind tells me that my number won't be on that screen soon if ever,I still begin staring at the Magic T.V. immediately.There will be nowhere to sit and the air will be alive with the aroma of Cultural Diversity.I begin to wonder if the US has lost a war and forgotten to send me the orders to withdraw,lonesome feelings sink in.But wait, Holy Fuck that's my number!!To the counter I go,there I will once again present my paperwork and explain myself to the New American, who no doubt, as a government official in their homeland had the power to order the immediate shooting of any motorist that got out of line.I will no doubt need to repeat my humble request, but if I have indeed been directed to the correct clerk ,this very unhappy Recent Arrival will collect a fee of some sort and hand over the title.I will now be the proud owner of a Corolla!!
In South Dakota I go to the County Treasurer's office,I stroll up to the counter and a pleasant middle aged woman named Debby stamps my forms,keeps one,hands me my title,laughs when I ask about fees and says have nice day.
I'm sure the first account sounds all too real to my Cali friends, and they will think I made up this Debby person or maybe my brain has become frostbitten but they are both true stories.
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