I sold my Altima for the upcoming vagabondery and bought a Big Ass Truck last night. It was a leftover from 2008, never been titled that had been aggressively discounted.
It’s got some crazy bells and whistles and notably, OnStar. I’ve been on the “phone” with them twice so far – just at the dealership – getting things setup, etc. It sent me a vehicle information summary, all about oil life, fuel filter life, mileage, even my tire pressure. It’s all very big brother, but cool at the same time – I haven’t figured out how to reconcile that, not that I have much choice in the matter now so I’m free to remain a little conflicted about that, but yay BAT!
Now all I needs is to save up to have the hitch installed. And some running boards (assist step) so MJ has less trouble getting in.
We’re downsizing. The lease is up and we’ve had it with the upstairs neighbors and the shoddy maintenance.
We’re moving into something much smaller. Much, much smaller. So I’m going through my things and getting rid of what I can absolutely do without.
MP3 has been my main outlet for music. I do occasionally buy CDs, but as soon as I crack them open, they’re imported to iTunes and the CD is stored. I have CDs spanning approximately 15 years. I’ve thinned out before – using the services of places like Record and Tape Traders when I needed some space or a little extra cash, but nothing like this.
So, I’ve just consolidated the remainder of my entire CD collection into three 7″x6″x5″ boxes. I have just three categories:
So those three, plus 15,000 MP3s makes up my music universe. Here’s to backups never failing!
The next obstacle is computer software…
I’ve been getting to bed/sleep between 1-2 in the morning lately, generally having to wake between 7 and 8. That amount of sleep doesn’t work for me. So last night, being horribly exhausted after the weekend of baking, raids and driving up and down I-95 to Bel Air, Woodstown, Bel Air and home again, I decided I’d be “good” and go to bed early. Early being 10:30ish.
Naturally, I passed right out. . .and woke right up at 4am. I played some solitaire til I felt sleepy again and then tried sleep again. It didn’t work. My mind was racing and for some reason or other had some random thought about Fight Club and dissociative disorders. So I got up around 5 something and mucked about on the internetz until 7, when MJ got up. I figured I’d try for a little nap and passed out. I had a really strange dream that MJ was a college professor (which she is) but that she was also a graduate assistant and her professor was trying to take credit for a work she was trying to get published. They bantered back and forth about “it’s my work” “no, it’s mine..” for a good while and a crowd had gathered just as MJ bellowed, “Humans crossbred with dogs can’t WRITE!!” Just wacky.
I woke up late for work, feeling groggy and completely out of it. I’m still not really awake.
I’m going to do this once more tonight. Bring on the sleep!
They’re at it again here in Maryland –
ANNAPOLIS, Md. (AP) — Gay marriage advocates plan to gather in Annapolis to urge support for bills that would allow same gender couples to marry in Maryland. Kate Runyon, executive director of gay rights group Equality Maryland, says the measure contains a clause that stipulates religious leaders could not be forced to perform marriage ceremonies that are inconsistent with their faiths. Montgomery County Sen. Richard Madaleno Jr. is sponsoring the Religious Freedom and Civil Marriage Protection Act in the state senate. Madaleno is openly gay and has adopted two children with his partner. State legislative panels will hear testimony Wednesday and Thursday on the measures that would give gay couples the ability to marry in Maryland.
In my mind, this is all there is to it – finished, end of all the f’in bickering:
Or is it?
Last night while leaving DuBurns Arena after an evening of watching the Charm City Roller Girls trounce their opponents from Lancaster, PA and Providence, RI, two women from the local IWFL team (one of them was the owner) approached me and asked if I had any interest in playing women’s full-contact football.
My last experience with football was the girl’s powderpuff team in high school, aka flag football.
I’m really intrigued, but at the same time afraid that I’m just too old at this point to hack it. I told her that I didn’t think my knees could take it, but she wanted to know if I wanted to give it a try anyway.
She took my number and gave me her card, so I guess I’m waiting on a call. . .