Friday, September 1st 2006
Rain09/01/2006 05:03 PM
Here I am, about to drive a hundred-fifty
miles for sex. Well, there's more to it than that, of course...
This is my weekend to go up and see
Suzanne. She's taking me out for my birthday (which is actually not
until next week) and a couple of other nights, we're going to New York
Did I mention the rain? The leftovers
of Tropical Storm Ernesto are about to roll over the Baltimore/DC area
shortly, which means I had better get my ass out the door and up and around
the Baltimore Beltway before stupid people emerge and start screwing up
traffic by picking their asses while driving. If I can get to the
north side of town before something horrendous happens, I'll be OK all
the way up to New Jersey, but I have failed in the past to properly assess
the stupidity of drivers in this area, so I'm not optimistic about it being
a clean ride.
I took the red Passat over to get its
oil changed. This past week, I had the chip in the car reprogrammed,
and it is now unbelievably fast, if you can picture an "unbelievably
fast" station wagon. Seriously, though... for $150 and the price
of an hour's time, I got back 60 new horsepower and another 50 or 60 foot-pounds
of torque. What this means in real terms is that it can now out-accelerate
almost anything even remotely near its size, and several larger cars, as
well. It's faster and much more powerful even than my late Saab,
the deer-struck one it replaced.
Suzanne has been wondering about what
to do for a living. She thinks more and more that she wants to go
back to lawyerin', though in a much different vein than what she had done
for years for the government in DC. She just seems unhappy with doing
things professionally that are too tightly tied to the church stuff, and
she feels insecure about what she makes. True, I can't imagine how
any adult can live on what she's making right now with her internship,
but even if she did it full-time professionally, the church isn't a way
to make your mortgage payments. Still, getting back into the legal
field has its down side for her, as well, and I'm trying to help her ease
that through without letting her get all antsy about it. No sense
worrying too much about it... combined, we'd be making OK money and if
she found a job anywhere near the kind of salary I have, I can easily see
George Bush thinking of us as his potential good buddy.
I am gonna go puke now.
I guess it's almost time to go haul
myself onto the roads. Time to plug in the GPS and turn on the stereo,
and hope other people run completely off the road instead of crashing
in the middle of it all. The one good thing about all this rain is
its potential to restart my spring, which hasn't run in some five weeks
or so. I am down to about 20 gallons of good water, and that's not
So, tonight will involve rain, driving,
possibly some sushi, and hopefully some fooling around while listening
to water fall from the sky. We'll see how it turns out.
I'm working on a killer Lotusphere abstract...
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