Paid off 2011 VW Golf this morning!
Spending time in the park a week or two ago. And as I usually do spend a few hours underneath a tree reading and not being on the cell phone or laptop or any screen. The world is incommunicado.
Changing their temperament, the clouds darkened deep and a friendly constant breeze wandered around the grass and bushes and trees. And so I thought I could hold out and not leave. Dark clouds are quite interesting. You’re experiencing nature and its exciting to be there so I didn’t leave awaiting the next. The next arrived ceremoniously with a loud vibrating entrance. More like a boom and a crash. If the clouds didn’t mind you, then the boom and crash holds your attention. The excitement level increased quite a bit. Still I stayed and just looked up wondering if any of those lighting crashes were meant for the tree above. It was a large overgrown tree with long extended branches and leaves on the ends like the legs of a millipede. Remember the feeling of aliveness as a witness this event rather than inside looking out of a window ever so often. And so I wanted for the next. Again.
The next arrive slowly. One and then another and another and then all together randomly and faster, light at first, but then heavy globs in rapid-fire sequence. Rain. Dark clouds didn’t nudge me, ominous wind didn’t move me, thunder strikes held me firm in my place, but rain got me moving. Gathering the folding chair and tote to head for the car, the rain came down much much faster and harder. Reaching the VW Golf and lifting the hatchback to semi-organize the folded chair and tote bag I knew I was wet. Not drenched, but just enough to feel moist through clothing. Could see and feel the water rolling down my forearms.
Seated in the driver’s seat I waited and simply looked out through the glass windows. The steering wheel returned the stare. Straight ahead to see the grass and large bushes obscuring any view. The windshield holding up against the barrage. Almost like airborne solders dropping in from the sky and crashing into the ground. They fall and crash and explode on the windshield and roll downward to a ditch. New solders fall again and again. Don’t you know your fate solder? Follow orders solder. Die, die, die!!
To the left, the parking spot next to me. All these slots empty. Little water-works all around. More solders crashing to the ground and upon each other. There’s a pool forming.
The thunderstorm was just beginning. A curtain of rain surrounded the park as I drove out. That rain curtain continued well after I arrived home.
On the Friday before Easter leaving the office around midday after beginning the work day early for the long procrastinated purchase of a mouse. A Magic Mouse actually. Waited and waited and finally the pain of using fingers and two hands on the MacBook became too much to tolerate.
Nothing new here; the Apple store was crowded. Avoiding the magnetic pull of the glowing Retina screens I scanned the walls to find magic. Vertical blue fuzzy blobs whizzed by in this concentrated state. These blue blobs were Apple store employees. More on them at the end. From past experience I didn’t even both to grab the mouse I simply asked one of the first blue blobs I noticed for their help in checking out. Nicely, they asked that I grab the mouse and return to a specific table corner for checkout because THE SYSTEM IS DOWN!!!
Returned to the corner table where I found no less than five blue blobs huddled around the center blob with a stack of credit card carbon copy slips and the companion slider. As I waited for my turn the perimeter blobs asked the center blob for advise on what products could be checked out manually with the credit card slider. Hand written and sales tax calculated on a calculator I admitted to the center blob the humor found in the situation that the blobs lost their equilibrium because the system went down and for not knowing how to process credit card checkouts manually. The blobs overheard me and found much less humor in it than I. There’s something to be said about this situation and reactions. We’ve forgotten how without computers and automation. The center blob was the sole proprietor of the “skills” to use the carbon copy slips and slider. Things couldn’t have turned out better – I was finally able to purchase the Magic Mouse and forget about everything that just happened. Well almost. Considering framing the carbon copy credit card receipt from the Apple store.
This classic BMW motorbike was waiting for me as I walked in the parking garage. Stuck in a permanent pose of tilt its circular large headlight angled in a sad slope. To boost its confidence I got off two pictures.
Return of the blue blobs. While I was nicely greeted by the store greeter and while I was given attention when requesting help to checkout, I largely found the number and appearance of the blue blobs terribly disappointing and off-putting. One was wearing a black leather cap. Backwards! Several others were wearing shorts. Shorts! Like molecules they circled each other and noticeable towards the rear of the store. On appearances alone the better characterization is moderate disorder. Had it not been for the Retina screens I could have been mistaken to think I’d accidentally entered BrandsMart. And I haven’t browsed a BrandsMart in many many years.