June 23, 1997

If it's tourist season, can we shoot them?

Starting on Friday, the air in Washington became "Unhealthful" with Ozone levels over 125 ppm. I check the air quality forecast all the time because it seems to matter to my lungs. I already hate the weather here, but coughing up my lungs because I had the temerity to go outside really takes the cake. What really amazes me is that there is NO real time ozone reading available on the web, and that the NWS doesn't carry the warnings. As far as I know, it's not in debate - an excess of ground-level ozone is makes for unhealthy air, so this amazes me. I've looked. Really looked.

It's a Geographical Nightmare

My Best Friend's Wedding was sort of cute and kinda funny (I did not pay full price), but man, was it a cartography nightmare. I always love picking apart the location continuity on DC and Chicago films, and this one didn't disappoint me in that regard.

Ouch

Tino's been trying to educate me on the value of the septum piercing, but apparently, I haven't yet seen the light since I don't yet have one. I'd had a piercing in mind for a while, and since the piercing concept was 'out there', so to speak, I made an appointment and got the piercing I'd been thinking about. Based on my visit to the piercer for an inspection, I didn't think that this one would hurt very much. It didn't seem that sensitive to pressure, or so I thought. I thought wrong. It hurt a lot, even though she was very speedy with the whole process. It's still pretty ouchy, rivaling only the nipples in the slow-to-stop-hurting department. It's getting better though, and I hope it won't hurt at all by tomorrow.

On Sunday, we went out to Fort Marcey. I pass it every day, so I was kind of curious. Apparently, Mr. Foster could hope to have plenty of privacy out there. The parking area holds about ten cars, at best, and with the current George Washington Memorial Parkway construction, it held two. This is the Washington DC equivalent of zero parking. Everyone drives here, and you couldn't even put a tour bus there. I guess there isn't a lot of demand to see where Vince Foster offed himself.

Shandy's been around since early Sunday morning, as has Jim. I can't explain Jim really, and since he's a Luddite, he has no website to link to. I'll see if I can get Tino or Shandy to write a piece on Jim for me because they go way back with him. Maybe I can get Jim to do it himself. Jim was actually with Tino when we met at that fateful tingle in October of 1995.

Shit List

I've decided to keep a list of makes and models of cars the are driven by seriously aggressive drivers. I want to see if there's a pattern. If someone's behavior is really shameful, I'll try to include their plate number too . I've had it up to here with the likes of those people, you see. It figures though, nobody pissed me off today. I'll add a link, probably tomorrow.

To Sell or not to Sell

I'm trying to get my shit together to buy a car for cash and sell mine. It would be SO nice to not have a car loan. Or so I think I've never NOT had a car loan and had a car at the same time. The thing is that I'll likely buy a car for, like, $5K, and do I really want to replace my BMW with a $5,000 car? The cost savings will, of course, be substantial, but what will I be losing? I love the fact that the car is really, really safe. Air bags, traction control, and ABS...we all know how much I complain about the idiots on the road here and these things give me some peace of mind. Cancers like to worry, and I've got that powerhouse of an exact conjunction of Uranus Pluto in Virgo to consider. My poor mom is a Cancer with Cancer rising and a Virgo moon. Talk about a worry wart. Look it up in the dictionary, and you'll find a picture of her. As long as I'm on an astrological tangent, I'll mention another thing: As a child, I always felt an affinity with my mother's mother, and I still feel she understands me better on some level than my mother does. She's an Aries, and I don't have enough info to place her moon and rising. They say that children show their moon signs more than their Suns, and since my Moon in Aries, maybe athat's why I thought that she was so neat. Actually, I still think that, and I hope she's still around when I finally get up the gumption to spawn.