Be safe.
Watch some fireworks :o)
(or just shoot some yourselves)
We had a ton of fun with my camera tonight... we were setting off fireworks and I suddenly said "Hey wait!!!! Let's take time exposure pictures with sparklers" and no one really was sure what I was talking about until the first picture was taken and everyone was surprised at how cool it is!
More to come, there are like 20 pictures and they are all 3mb a piece so it's taking awhile to upload. Bedtime! Cherry picking in the morning!!! As long as the storms hold out at least.
Utah folk, who I believe are called Utatians, don't fuck around when it comes to their fireworks. It sounds like a live-fire recreation of your favorite Revolutionary War battle around here, and it's only the THIRD.
Very few of the explosions I'm hearing sound even remotely legal.
HOLD ME.
I woke up this morning and realized I had finally lost enough hair and gained the appropriate amount of wrinkles and self-loathing to qualify as being eligible for a full-blown mid-life crisis. Not knowing how else to deal with it, I did the only thing I’d ever been told to do when faced with the dilemma of impending old age…
…so, what do you peeps think of my new wheels? It’s a Lotus, baby!
No. I didn't actually go out and spend $67,000 on a glorified go-kart. And if I did decide to buy myself a shiny new racecar, I certainly wouldn't have chosen one that was lemon-drop yellow.
But I did get to take a ride in this glossy beauty last week and while I definitely had a blast finding out what a Lotus Exige S capable of, I can’t really see why anyone would actually purchase one. It’s not that I don’t like sports cars or that I think it’s a bad idea to make a car out of plastic and aluminum; it’s just that for that kind of money, I would want something that didn’t feel like it might fly apart at any moment.
See, the manufacturer wanted the car to be as light as possible because it only holds a 4-cylinder engine. In order to get a four-banger to go from zero-to-sixty in four seconds, they needed to do some serious skimping somewhere. And since it is every bit as important for the car to be outwardly pretty as it is for it to haul ass, the interior is what ends up suffering the most. In other words, what the Lotus Exige S boasts in external beauty, it makes up for with a serious lack of anything resembling luxury on the inside*. Even things like personal comfort and painless entry/exit were thrown out the window in favor of getting the car down to its optimal racing weight.
It was an immensely satisfying drive, though. The seats may have been thin and cushionless and the engine may have been situated directly behind our heads, but that’s all fine when you’re rolling in such a sexy car. But as we were flying down I-5, I suddenly became acutely aware that we were being closely watched. By everyone. I chalked all the attention up to our ludicrous speed at first, but the stares didn’t stop even after we left the interstate and were just tooling along city streets. Fact is, everyone loves to look at an exotic car. It’s really unfortunate that most men who own such fine automobiles eventually convince themselves the looks are actually for them. But I digress.
What I want to impart to you with this post is that if you ever get a chance to roll in an exotic sports car, do take it, because someone paid an obscene amount of money for that ride and it just makes economical sense to take advantage of someone else’s ridiculous spending habits (and grab yourself a wicked adrenalin rush to boot), especially when Mr. Moneybags is outright asking you to.
Just don’t kid yourself. A sexy Lotus only makes you look attractive if you’ve already got it going on. If you’re 41 and balding like me, it just makes you look insecure and ripe for armed robbery.
*Not entirely true. They do come with a pretty nice Alpine stereo system.
Jordan left today, up north for the week, so we won't be talking for an entire week! (No signal) I wonder what that's going to be like. Sigh. I remember when I left Japan and Hawaii---I never cried. Joey, one of my Japan friends, said that I would cry. But... I proved him wrong (why? I don't know)---but I didn't cry. No, no, no. I cried the first social day I set foot in this state: the first day of high school... until the beginning of Junior year. Anyway, my point is that I don't ever know what I have until it's gone---though, that's most of us, right? Anyway.
Life, as I know it, is slowly regaining its awesomeness. I don't know if it's the Starbucks Caramel Frappuccino I had a few hours ago or if I'm just high on life, but I'm doing all right--- all things considered.
I went shopping at Target today. It's so hot and humid out today, and I didn't use the AC because I was running low on gas. I bought a new brightly-colored (do I hyphen? with an adverb?) striped towel and newly colored lights for my bathroom. That's my summer project, rather one of my summer projects---to redecorate my bathroom! Jeff is gone for the summer, so he'll get a huge surprise once he sees my girl-inspired bathroom! I'm so excited. I also bought Sierra Mist Free. Yum.
Jordan sent me a download for Jason Mraz's We Sing, We Dance, We Steal Things album which I love! He also sent me seven other CD downloads. W00t! I'm really loving this CD though.
It’s a feeling inside that keeps building
And I will find a way to you if it kills me
If it kills me
If it kills me
It might kill me
I bought Miko a small vanilla shake from Sonic today. She LOVED it! She's having trouble walking with her hind legs (ataxia) which is a side effect that's supposed to go away after a few weeks. But she's acting happier now! She started rubbing her butt on the floor and hopping like a rabbit----like she ALWAYS does when she's super happy and excited! You have NO idea how happy that made me, like, I almost cried with happy tears. You have NO idea how scared I am, but she was so happy for that milkshake. I love her tons.
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The Future Mr. Scotch & myself have been trying to find a good wedding song for our first dance as husband and wife. Well, that's a simplification. He said he has no opinion, but vetoed my choice, which was Little Red Corvette by Prince. Now, I haven't been to many weddings, but the ones I have attended have featured a LAME first dance song. I want something that's funky, soulful, and romantic. Any and all suggestions will be considered. We have 35 days left and I'm getting really antsy to pick one. Keep in mind, the first dance will take place at an outdoor luau here:
Alternately, if you agree with me that Little Red Corvette is an AWESOME first song, please post that sentiment here and perhaps my man friend can be convinced.
While I have the Tracey Vacation, the lyric of the day will be on hiatus.
Expect it to come back early next week.
Happy weekend all!
=P
Lunch time!
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