14-7 now. The only consolation is those are the two first
touchdowns the Noles have allowed in three-plus games, but it’s scary since
it’s the first true test of the season.
I really wish I could get to a game this year, but it’s not
going to happen. Flights from Minot
to FSU land are about a grand. That’s not possible.
This week, I had my first unexpected bill. The flat tire
came back. I don’t usually drive much but ran to the doctor on Monday and
Tuesday, I think it was, I noticed it was low again.
So, rather than tell Mike the repair didn’t take, I filled
it up enough to get to Walmart, which, sadly enough, is where I spend about
four nights a week.
It’s within walking distance and after dinner, I tend to
walk up there and back. Sometimes I buy something (Junior Mints or tea) but
more often than not, I just wander around, use the bathroom (it’s got running
water and underground pipes and everything!), drink out of the novelty that’s a
water fountain and then walk back.
I dropped it off so they could fix the flat, but as it turned
out, the hole was too close to the wall and I had to get a new one.
It’s a real bummer because the tires are still fairly new. I
mean, I bought the car in early 2010, but it was pretty much out of commission
for the year I was in Indonesia.
I’ve put fewer than 30k miles on the car since I’ve had it.
But you do what you have to do, and paying off a hefty AmEx
bill will be what I have to do this time next month. I’d already splurged a
little last week – I bought three shirts on sale at LL Bean (I have NO decent
clothes post-Peace Corps and it’s getting bad), plus “Grand Torino” and “The
Full Monty.” My cell phone bill also
came due, etc., etc.
But I have a new tire now, bishaa. Fortunately the associate
with the purple dredlocks didn’t bother suggesting I buy two of them. Normally
you get flack when you only get one tire at a time.
This will stave off my hubcap-buying. I currently have three
but haven’t seen a match to complete my set. I don’t want to pitch the three
good ones and just buy four more, though.
So, the previously-mentioned HostFest is next week and
suddenly I’m going to be there a lot more than I thought.
A well-meaning supporter called on Thursday and let us know
that, without asking, she managed to secure Hope Village
with a booth.
In the end, this is a good thing, I think, because it’s free
and we can get publicity. But OTOH, in order to get that, I have to sit and
create a PowerPoint, a display board and then handouts and also somehow staff
the thing for five days.
The official hours are 6 a.m. to 10 p.m. When I asked the
well-meaning lady what peak hours were, she said 10 a.m. to 8 p.m. Joy.
So we’re looking at that. I guess the worst-case scenario is
that I wind up doing the whole thing myself. Since I’m mentally preparing myself
for that, I don’t think it will be so bad.
Repeating: Uff da!
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