Speed Racer
Clear the roads!
I'm currently driving a rental car, as mine is finally getting fixed. It's a very zoomie (not a word, but it works) fire engine red Pontiac Grand Am. A step WAAAAAY up from my Neon! I love driving these sporty fast little buggys!
I’ve spent the day running needless errands, just because I’m having such a good time driving it!
This was not the vehicle I was supposed to have. When I got to the rental place there was an ordinary gold Ford Escort sitting out front, and I pretty much knew it was what I’d be driving, as it was the car mentioned when I called for the reservation. And that was fine with me.
Somewhere during all the paperwork stuff, I ended up in a sports car. The reason why?? They couldn’t find the keys to the Escort!!
YES!!!!!!
I don’t want to give it back. But I’ll get fifteen years for grand theft auto.
I feel very disloyal to my poor little Neon, which I really do like. It’s just not NEW and it doesn’t have any bells and whistles. I can’t afford bells and whistles. Actually my criteria for buying a car was very simple. I wanted only four things: red, automatic, air conditioning and tape deck. And did I mention red? I love red cars. The Neon was the first red car I’ve ever owned, and I never want to get a car in any other color.
I don’t know how long I’ll have the rental, but I’m happy to have it for the time being.
One of my errands today was to book the trip to New York. We ended up having to pick a ritzier hotel, the Helmsely. La-ti-dah. I wonder if Leona will personally do up the rooms?
Or is she still in the slammer?
I’m happy in any case. This hotel is near Carnegie Hall, and not in my favorite location, but it’s in the right city.
I e-mailed Michael to let him know I’m coming to the city. Bet he decides he can’t find time to get together. I’ll be surprised if it’s otherwise.
Thrilled to pieces, but surprised.
The town where I had to drop off my car today, is one of the snottiest towns in the state. I’m totally convinced that the local paper publishes what the fashion statement of the week must be, and what each person should wear to shop. This week is jeans, crisp menswear white shirt, (with the sleeves rolled up to just below the elbow) and topsiders (no socks).
Every single person in that town was dressed that way. Most have blonde hair, tied in a swingy ponytail, and with just the right amount of dark and light streaks intermingled.
It’s totally irritating and so fake.
And what is it with people and laundromats? I went this afternoon for a dismal hour, and watched no less than three different people who were unable to insert quarters, push the permanent press button, and start the dryers!
I just don’t get it. There are step by step directions posted everywhere. What is so hard??
The Village Idiot called me today to ask me about placement of new students. He wanted me to come into school to read files. I can’t do it because of the stupid reading course I have to take tomorrow and Wednesday.
But I might as well face it, the summer is over.
I have this urge to do a little night driving right now.
Hmm…..
ZOOM!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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