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I seem to be in my usual autumn "the days are getting shorter and nobody loves me" funk. I feel like I should send up a meme-flare just to say "not dead, just zombified":
The actor playing the role of "Mum's Car" in this serial suddenly went pinin' for the fjords and had to be recast at very short notice; but at least the Family Finances are finally on a footing stable enough that this task could be accomplished with a minimum of hysterics, and at the 0.9% rate instead of the 9.9% rate Mum usually seems to get stuck with. Hooray for Social Security.
Our new cast member is a Saturn Ion named Thor. (We took possession last Wednesday, just as the first roaring thunderstorm in months rolled in...) He steps into the role originated by the Car With No Name; the CWNN was subjected to 136,000 miles of perpetually deferred maintainance, and finally took its revenge in what we are informed is the traditional ritual suicide method of the Ford Focus, which is to say, barfing up its motor. Mum has sworn up and down that Thor will be treated more humanely, largely because Saturn's service department doesn't charge extra on Saturdays like Ford's did.
Mum reports that not having to drive around inside an unbalanced washing-machine for 12 hours a day is worth the whole ordeal of the messy death of the previous car (which eventually involved waiting about in a parking lot with an ex-trunkful of groceries for a cab to show up).
The object of the game is to stump the person writing the journal. Your assignment, should you choose to accept it, is to go into the archives of my journal and pull out a random quote (public posts only, please) and put it in a comment here below; then my job will be to see if I can remember off the top of my head what I was talking about. You tell me if I'm remotely right or wrong. Please don't pick a quote that's so random that it could apply to anything, like "feh" or "Damn it!" or something equally general. Pick something that might actually be about something.
The actor playing the role of "Mum's Car" in this serial suddenly went pinin' for the fjords and had to be recast at very short notice; but at least the Family Finances are finally on a footing stable enough that this task could be accomplished with a minimum of hysterics, and at the 0.9% rate instead of the 9.9% rate Mum usually seems to get stuck with. Hooray for Social Security.
Our new cast member is a Saturn Ion named Thor. (We took possession last Wednesday, just as the first roaring thunderstorm in months rolled in...) He steps into the role originated by the Car With No Name; the CWNN was subjected to 136,000 miles of perpetually deferred maintainance, and finally took its revenge in what we are informed is the traditional ritual suicide method of the Ford Focus, which is to say, barfing up its motor. Mum has sworn up and down that Thor will be treated more humanely, largely because Saturn's service department doesn't charge extra on Saturdays like Ford's did.
Mum reports that not having to drive around inside an unbalanced washing-machine for 12 hours a day is worth the whole ordeal of the messy death of the previous car (which eventually involved waiting about in a parking lot with an ex-trunkful of groceries for a cab to show up).