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the sun at our backs and glory before us
Oct. 12th, 2004 06:40 pmemail excerpt:
The idea started about a year ago, when my dad started getting a hankering for a new car. He asked me if I was interested in buying his old one, sold for blue book, and I took a look at my Sebring -- 95,000 miles old and dented with eight years of parking on Boston streets, creaking with age, but still my car -- and I told him that I'd think about it. Then came the thousand dollar fuel pump replacement, the weird electrical problem that cost another grand, and the tire replacements lurking in the future, and finally I said, "sure." He said, "well, come to Vancouver and get it."
The plans are in what might be in their fifteenth revision, and somehow each change had enough degrees of deviation to lead us in full circle back to our original idea. Fly to Vancouver, pick up the car, and drive the northern route of I-90 through Yellowstone, past Devil's Tower and the South Dakota Badlands, vacuum1 until we get to Chicago, then Ohio for a return to the Top Thrill Dragster at Cedar Point, and finally on to Boston. I've got a few friends in between that I want to drop in on, and a few sights that I want to see, but aside from that it's going to be about the open roads, small towns and physics lectures on the CD changer. Having a sweet and sexy co-pilot also helps immensely.
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1 I'm still under the impression that there's a wasteland between the eastern edge of South Dakota and the western edge of Wisconsin that is known as southern Minnesota (ie. the part of the state that is not Minneapolis or the Lakes Area). I hear that it is a desolate landscape only intermittently interrupted by Paul Bunyan statues. If I'm wrong in this assumption and if there's a reason to stop for anything, I'd really like to know.![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
cosmicserpent and loxocele I'm looking at you guys in particular.
On Tue, Oct 12, 2004 at 02:13:24PM -0400, freeside wrote:
| > i'll be in San Francisco this week thursday/friday/saturday if
| > anybody wants to get together
crisc replied:
| what time are you arriving on Thursday? I'm passing through SFO
| enroute to Vancouver and have a two hour layover if you want to grab lunch.
freeside replied:
what bizarre futuristic satire is this where we only meet in airports?
The idea started about a year ago, when my dad started getting a hankering for a new car. He asked me if I was interested in buying his old one, sold for blue book, and I took a look at my Sebring -- 95,000 miles old and dented with eight years of parking on Boston streets, creaking with age, but still my car -- and I told him that I'd think about it. Then came the thousand dollar fuel pump replacement, the weird electrical problem that cost another grand, and the tire replacements lurking in the future, and finally I said, "sure." He said, "well, come to Vancouver and get it."
The plans are in what might be in their fifteenth revision, and somehow each change had enough degrees of deviation to lead us in full circle back to our original idea. Fly to Vancouver, pick up the car, and drive the northern route of I-90 through Yellowstone, past Devil's Tower and the South Dakota Badlands, vacuum1 until we get to Chicago, then Ohio for a return to the Top Thrill Dragster at Cedar Point, and finally on to Boston. I've got a few friends in between that I want to drop in on, and a few sights that I want to see, but aside from that it's going to be about the open roads, small towns and physics lectures on the CD changer. Having a sweet and sexy co-pilot also helps immensely.
If you want a postcard from horribly tacky venues of Americana leave a comment with an address. Comments will be screened to protect your reputation.
1 I'm still under the impression that there's a wasteland between the eastern edge of South Dakota and the western edge of Wisconsin that is known as southern Minnesota (ie. the part of the state that is not Minneapolis or the Lakes Area). I hear that it is a desolate landscape only intermittently interrupted by Paul Bunyan statues. If I'm wrong in this assumption and if there's a reason to stop for anything, I'd really like to know.
cosmicserpent and loxocele I'm looking at you guys in particular.
