Nightmare on Oak Street

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Jul 022010

Allow me to relate the dream I had last night…

I was a character in the Nightmare on Elm Street series.

We knew Freddy was coming to get us. We were all trying to pack up and leave town ASAP. Whoever could get out might be safe as he went after the slower ones who remained.

But things kept delaying my departure. I was getting gear together, disentangling myself from people who seemed to feel I owed them my time, fighting my way through panicking crowds. The crowds got thinner and thinner as people managed to escape, while I still struggled with the logistics of getting myself out.

By the time I reached the parking lot with my bugout bag, there were hardly any people around. The place was dark and eerily quiet. I threw my stuff in the hatchback and hurried behind the wheel.

As soon as I closed the door, Kruger made his move. The car began warping and twisting. The upholstery reached around and grabbed me, pinning me down. The clean lines of the Honda Fit became organic and uneven, full of teeth and blood and claws…

…and I said, “Oh, no, my car does not do that.”

Immediately the nightmare lost its hold, the Kruger-induced contortions ceased, and the car returned to normal. I locked the door, started the engine, and sped away to safety.

Even in my nightmares, I’m too offended by assaults on my car to maintain my suspension of disbelief.

Twin Fits

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May 052010

I discovered two-hour free parking across from the homeless shelter, so that’s where I’ve been parking when I go help out in the kitchen.

Yesterday when I came back out, I found another little grey Fit had parked right behind mine. They were so cute I had to take a picture of them.

Twin Fits

Why I Love My Honda Fit, #6

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Nov 192009

It’s new!

I’ve owned five cars in my life. This is the first I’ve ever had that wasn’t owned by someone else first. It’s shiny and new and all mine.

Probably the smart, sensible thing would have been to buy another used car. We would have only had one car payment to make, which would certainly have helped when Alpha Geek got laid off earlier this year.

I can’t say I regret it, though, because I love my car. When the minivan started having terminal problems, I was already eyeballing Alpha Geek’s Fit. Usually he wants a new car every four or five years; I was thinking it was about time for him to want to trade up, and I could have his car.

He didn’t want to trade up; he loves his Fit, too. And there weren’t any used ones to be found. If I was going to have a Fit, I’d have to have a new one.

Alpha Geek totally spoils me. When my van finally gave up the ghost, he scoured the local Honda dealerships to find out which ones had Fits on their lots. That weekend he took me out to one that had two Fits left. A few weeks before my birthday, he bought me a new car. (He even went for the “sport,” the pricier model with extra doodads.)

Perhaps a used car would have been more sensible, but damn I love this car.