Welcome to my new TypePad blog. It was rough going last night, but it's a small price to pay for archives that work. I had to kick Blogger to the curb for its pathetic speed and post-eating, but it was fun while it lasted.
Sadly, I could not automatically transfer comments to this new blog, so I will be pasting them in manually from Haloscan. I know you don't care. In the spirit of full disclosure, I just wanted to point out that all the comments will have incorrect dates on them. Scandalous.
In slightly less boring news, I ran out of gas on Wednesday morning. I've only done this once before, but I think it's fair to say that twice is two times too many. And hey, I just used "to," "two" and "too" in a single sentence. Anyway, the thing is, gas is much cheaper near work than it is near home, and instead of fueling up on Tuesday night, I played the lazy card and bet that I'd be able to make it to work just fine on Wednesday. I, uh, lost that bet. Luckily, I benefitted from two things: first, that I have AAA Plus and intend to get my money's worth, dammit (100 miles of towing! How can I make that work for me?), and second, that I have been extraordinarily calm in the face of (slight) adversity lately.
Here's a good example. As I'm in the downtown Avis office returning the last of three rental cars we drove up from Los Angeles with a bunch of crap in them, Eric witnesses a young woman pull her rental car out of its space and into the back of my parked car. According to Eric, the hitter then leapt out of her vehicle railing that "that was a really great place" for Eric to park. Right! Because it's always the parked car's fault! Anyway, I emerged from the rental office to find Eric seething and the hitter swearing. She hadn't bothered to purchase the rental insurance. I took a look at my scratched and dented quarter-panel and told her that it wasn't that bad, that nobody was hurt and it wasn't such a big deal. Because hey! To me, it wasn't! I don't have to pay $1770 to get it fixed! (According to the body shop estimate, I guess it was kind of a big deal.) Of course, now she has to go through her insurance, who must first get some paperwork from Avis, but whatever. See? Cool as a cucumber.
Then there was Wednesday's incident. I certainly could have flipped out over my incredible stupidity (a favorite recurring theme of mine), but instead I decided to call AAA, calmly wait for them to arrive whilst listening to NPR and be thankful I managed to get off the freeway, thereby avoiding a potential traffic citation.
Okay, I did cry and eat a lot of ice cream after the election results came in, but I think I'm turning over a more zen leaf these days. I resolve to kick it Julian of Norwich style, telling myself how all shall be well even as the flames lick my heels.
I guess that sounds a lot like "denial," actually. Whatever. You say tomato...
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