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Aug. 20th, 2005 08:53 pm( in which I rant on still more about bras and sizes and buying myself things )
So I just have to wait for the order to arrive, and then I'm sure I'll have either rants or raves to fill up yet more space here.
In other news, since I randomly had the day off (and yet, they won't give me off next Saturday, which i actually asked for; no, just this one, which I didn't care much either way about), Z and I went to the Erie County Fair, and had ourselves a blast. We watched a demo entitled How To Give A Chicken A Bath. I was sure they must be joking; I had chickens for years and we didn't bathe them. But sure enough, there was a cheerful and practical middle-aged woman dunking chickens into buckets of fabric softener. Holy cow.
So I had a grand time and managed to avoid sunburn, and we ducked out just before the downpour, so go us.
The coolest thing we saw at the Fair, though, I have to say, was the RV display where they were trying to sell camper trailers etc. Holy smokes. I tell you what, I want more than anything now to dump my stuff into storage, rent out my house, and drive across country with my home in the bed of my pickup. There was one that was just perfect-- a double bed, a weensy range and oven, a sink, a shower and toilet, a fridge and freezer, a microwave, and a tiny little table and chairs. Also had cabinet space all over. It was all you'd need to live comfortably and cheap for months.
I had an idea, while in college, that it would be neat to travel around for a while, and travel really slowly, getting jobs in towns when funds ran low and sticking around for a couple of months, really getting to know areas, amassing a tremendous collection of photographs and stories, and then trying to cobble the thing into a book of some sort when finished.
And I'm still thinking that would be neat. Having one's home on one's back like a snail would make it even easier. I was thinking it would be cool to do that for a honeymoon or something...
But I digress.
Meanwhile, Z has been shopping for a used iBook for me, and raises the excellent question: if a used one will be $700 for a reasonable one, then why not just pay the $900 and get a new one?
And that is what I am pondering at the moment. Thoughts, anyone? Used or new? $200 worth saving?
So I just have to wait for the order to arrive, and then I'm sure I'll have either rants or raves to fill up yet more space here.
In other news, since I randomly had the day off (and yet, they won't give me off next Saturday, which i actually asked for; no, just this one, which I didn't care much either way about), Z and I went to the Erie County Fair, and had ourselves a blast. We watched a demo entitled How To Give A Chicken A Bath. I was sure they must be joking; I had chickens for years and we didn't bathe them. But sure enough, there was a cheerful and practical middle-aged woman dunking chickens into buckets of fabric softener. Holy cow.
So I had a grand time and managed to avoid sunburn, and we ducked out just before the downpour, so go us.
The coolest thing we saw at the Fair, though, I have to say, was the RV display where they were trying to sell camper trailers etc. Holy smokes. I tell you what, I want more than anything now to dump my stuff into storage, rent out my house, and drive across country with my home in the bed of my pickup. There was one that was just perfect-- a double bed, a weensy range and oven, a sink, a shower and toilet, a fridge and freezer, a microwave, and a tiny little table and chairs. Also had cabinet space all over. It was all you'd need to live comfortably and cheap for months.
I had an idea, while in college, that it would be neat to travel around for a while, and travel really slowly, getting jobs in towns when funds ran low and sticking around for a couple of months, really getting to know areas, amassing a tremendous collection of photographs and stories, and then trying to cobble the thing into a book of some sort when finished.
And I'm still thinking that would be neat. Having one's home on one's back like a snail would make it even easier. I was thinking it would be cool to do that for a honeymoon or something...
But I digress.
Meanwhile, Z has been shopping for a used iBook for me, and raises the excellent question: if a used one will be $700 for a reasonable one, then why not just pay the $900 and get a new one?
And that is what I am pondering at the moment. Thoughts, anyone? Used or new? $200 worth saving?
