Small Town Adventures
Oct. 8th, 2006 03:02 amToday was an excellent small town day. Took the dog for a walk on the beach; and was all scandalized because there were so many people on the beach. People, walking in the warm October sunshine, on the beach. Imagine the nerve. I almost got back in the car, and drove to one of the beach access points south of town. And then I counted the other people. There were eight. God I love living on the lake in the fall, when eight people (on, like a kilometre stretch) seems completely unreasonable. So I coped.
And the teenagers and I actually went into the other variety store on the south end of town (you know us small town folks, we just go to the same variety store that our parents go to, and it neer occurs to us to go to another one.) But the other one... it has samosas! And butter chicken! And a whole selection of weird ass movies. (We took Tokyo Drift, and The Specials.)
So then, back home for an evening of hanging out, watching movies with the young ones (when the boys weren't playing Naruto on XBox). Lots to be thankful for, methinks. (including all the lovely lj people I've finally worked up the nerve to actually talk to.)
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I forgot the unlovely moment, after I drove the teenage boy home, it was late enough that the bars had emptied, and two drunk idiots ran out in front of my car on the main street. Is that a Darwinian culling the gene pool kinda' thing?
And the teenagers and I actually went into the other variety store on the south end of town (you know us small town folks, we just go to the same variety store that our parents go to, and it neer occurs to us to go to another one.) But the other one... it has samosas! And butter chicken! And a whole selection of weird ass movies. (We took Tokyo Drift, and The Specials.)
So then, back home for an evening of hanging out, watching movies with the young ones (when the boys weren't playing Naruto on XBox). Lots to be thankful for, methinks. (including all the lovely lj people I've finally worked up the nerve to actually talk to.)
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I forgot the unlovely moment, after I drove the teenage boy home, it was late enough that the bars had emptied, and two drunk idiots ran out in front of my car on the main street. Is that a Darwinian culling the gene pool kinda' thing?
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Date: 2006-10-09 04:31 am (UTC)On Friday, when the boy and I were driving around, we stopped in at a motorcycle shop, and I saw the bike that might kick my scooter dreams to the curb... A sweet black and chrome Rebel... My toes curled just sitting on it...
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Date: 2006-10-09 04:38 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-10-09 04:41 am (UTC)Let me tell you, though... The Rebel... It is almost toooooo good to be true.