Heh. You think these prices are high? Just wait. You’ll see.
It’s easy for me; I stopped driving soon after I moved close to the Beltway. It wasn’t really by choice, though at least the government didn’t force me; it’s a safety measure more than anything. I figured that if I still had a license, some emergency would arise and I’d need to get behind the wheel for whatever reason, and after that it would only be a matter of a very brief amount of time before my Maine driving habits got me killed.
I’m on a rail siding just outside of Toledo, just kinda sitting here, watching an empty parking lot.
No, not just me. There’s a whole train here, waiting for a heavy freight to get past. But everyone else on board is asleep (not that there’s many of us) so it might as well just be me. I just finished my book — rereading John Steakley’s “Armor”, one of the best (more…)
Some of my olde– uh… more experienced readers may remember when gasoline first topped one dollar a gallon at the pumps. If you’re finding it tough to put a date to the event, here’s some hints: Jimmy Carter was President, there were hostages in Iran (which was about to be at war with Iraq), and America was in the grip of an energy crisis. (more…)