Movies watched this weekend:
Nosferatu (1922)
Cité des Enfants Perdus
Sky Captain and the World of Tomorrow
Yet to watch:
War of the Worlds (1953)
Proof
Another week. There’s a continental polar (CP) airmass upon us at the moment, and the pressure gradient is rather steep, so the winds are strong and the air is brisk, dry, and fallish. I stepped outside yesterday morning on the way to church, blinked at the absolutely cloudless sky, and said, “Thank You, God, for making the blue this blue.” It would have been a wonderful night to take my star charts, a red flashlight and maybe the telescope, find a clearing, and map out the whole sky. I need to find a place to do that around here. The summer stars are receding quickly, Deneb, Altair, Antares, and the Summer Triangle… The winter stars will be coming up soon: Sirius, all of Orion, Procyon, Capella, Pollux and Castor, among others. Not quite as interesting as their summer counterparts, but they’re always clearer, since less moisture obscures the air.
Finally got rid of the white Supra on Friday. Well, not physically rid of it, since it’s still sitting in the apartment complex, but I’ve been paid for it, title transferred, and it’s not my responsibility anymore to get running. I’ll be able to pay off all my debts and have some left over to put into my savings account. It feels good. I feel…liberated. It will be hard to see it drive away if/when the new owner ever gets it running, since the car and I certainly have some history, but on the other hand, I’ve been through enough cars to know what it feels like when I really have a strong attachment to a particular vehicle (see: Twinkie, red RX-7), and the Supra didn’t really possess that kind of bond with me. It was finicky, sure, and often temperamental, signs that it had a certain personality that would endear it to me when it was running properly, but after driving the Audi to work and around every day for a few months, I’m beginning to see that bulletproof reliability and character aren’t necessarily exclusive qualities in a car. In any case, I’m glad to have that region of my life simplified ever-so-slightly.
Do you know all those star names off the top of your head?
Yes, I do :o) This book taught me most everything I know. It’s stellar. *rim shot!*
Quite impressive. The star knowledge and the pun.
Also, you should… get on AIM.
I had difficulty giving up my second Explorer sport, even though I received a better car from the deal. Memories, yes, and miles – three years with one car means sentimental value!
What kind of Audi?
Three years does mean a lot… I kept my first car for about five and a half. By that time we’d really been through the ringer together–long road trips, relationships, all kinds of weather; you name it. Age probably has something to do with it too–what you go through with when you own the car. I think keeping a car from age 16-22 probably means more than 46-52, for example. In any case, it would explain the abundance of older men trying to recapture their youth by buying older muscle cars.
It’s a 1986 Audi 4000. Picture here. It’s a great car, but it doesn’t broadcast it. That’s something I really like about it. To most it just looks like another well-tailored sedan, but to someone who knows what they’re looking at, the mechanical bits and underpinnings have all the right features. Another thing that endears it to me is that it was almost like a “restoration” case–I saw it sitting alone in the back of the apartment complex lot for a couple of weeks, undriven. Everybody drove by it, overlooking it, but it caught my eye, and when I investigated further I found all those desirable traits and features, and ended up buying it for a real bargain (in my mind). So I almost feel like I “rescued” it, in a sense.
Probably more than you really wanted to hear about it, but I guess we’re even now, right? :o) (I’m just kidding–you can talk about anything and everything you like)
Haha, I like coming home to read a novel ;)
My first explorer sport I had for a year and a half; the most recent one, three years (17 to 20). Thankfully, though, my brother got my second explorer, so I can go home and drive it if I ever reminice.
Sounds like a good car. I think Audis are pretty sound, generally, but then again, I’m not that much of a car person. My boyfriend drives a 1992 3000 GT and he dislikes the car that I drive, so I guess I can’t say much when it comes to cars!
It must be nice to have a sort of “automotive photo album” to reminisce to with your brother’s Explorer.
3000GT… Hoo boy. Won’t touch that subject :o) Ask him if it’s a VR-4, at least. (entirely tongue-in-cheek, btw–everybody’s entitled to their own automotive tastes and preferences :o)
It’s a SR or whatever, he says. When I asked him, he said, “Yeah . . . I wish.”
And then he wanted to know who was asking me to ask him that, because I don’t do the ‘car speak’ thing :)