Weathering the Storm
What a month it's been. I don't mean to overstate the case, but things happened, events were experienced, and people were involved. Here's a rundown for those keeping score:
1. We got a new car. Last month, Jenifer's 1998 Taurus gave out at around 176,000 miles. Pretty good. But that left us with my 1996 Cavalier. A couple weeks ago it decided to stop running while Jenifer was driving, and we decided it was time to move on. At 179,402 miles it owed us nothing, and so, after considerable but quick deliberation, we picked up a shiny new Toyota Prius. In one fell swoop, we are now officially a One Car Family, reducing our carbon footprint, and one step closer to our dream of becoming wind barons on the Faroe Islands .
2. We were Tayafied. Our friend and force of nature Taya dropped by Philadelphia for a couple weeks between projects. She stayed with us for a bit before heading back to New Zealand to work on the upcoming Asian western Laundry Warrior. Taya threw into sharp relief my own orderly patterns, the reigning stillness and stability of our house. (Hey, I'm a writer.) Jenifer and I are quiet people. We have a quiet car. Even our pet doesn't bark, but murmurs. Taya's the kind of girl you expect to find success as a sword-swallower or fire-eater, and indeed, when questioned, she admitted to having considered running off with the circus. And we love her for it.
3. Progress on the Viking script continued. New story, new treatment. It rocks.
4. October J Rabbit decided hopping is for sissies. About a week ago he simply stopped hopping. He’d been having a little difficulty with his hind legs, but the vet didn’t know the cause. I’m slowly learning not to say too much about his condition at the office, because invariably the conversation then goes like this:
Q : How old is he? A: Ten. Q: How long do rabbits live? A: The usual range given is five to ten years.
At which point my fellow conversationalist wrenches his/her face into the Grimace. Thing is, October J is completely happy, present, and spirited (read: willful), and so we aren’t overly worried. And now that he’s toodling around in the Prius with his yoga-teaching mama to his twice-a-week acupuncture sessions, he’s even fancier than before. We like that.
5. I got this fortune from a cookie: “Soon you will encounter a whole new world of opportunity.”
1. We got a new car. Last month, Jenifer's 1998 Taurus gave out at around 176,000 miles. Pretty good. But that left us with my 1996 Cavalier. A couple weeks ago it decided to stop running while Jenifer was driving, and we decided it was time to move on. At 179,402 miles it owed us nothing, and so, after considerable but quick deliberation, we picked up a shiny new Toyota Prius. In one fell swoop, we are now officially a One Car Family, reducing our carbon footprint, and one step closer to our dream of becoming wind barons on the 
2. We were Tayafied. Our friend and force of nature Taya dropped by Philadelphia for a couple weeks between projects. She stayed with us for a bit before heading back to New Zealand to work on the upcoming Asian western Laundry Warrior. Taya threw into sharp relief my own orderly patterns, the reigning stillness and stability of our house. (Hey, I'm a writer.) Jenifer and I are quiet people. We have a quiet car. Even our pet doesn't bark, but murmurs. Taya's the kind of girl you expect to find success as a sword-swallower or fire-eater, and indeed, when questioned, she admitted to having considered running off with the circus. And we love her for it.
3. Progress on the Viking script continued. New story, new treatment. It rocks.4. October J Rabbit decided hopping is for sissies. About a week ago he simply stopped hopping. He’d been having a little difficulty with his hind legs, but the vet didn’t know the cause. I’m slowly learning not to say too much about his condition at the office, because invariably the conversation then goes like this:
Q : How old is he? A: Ten. Q: How long do rabbits live? A: The usual range given is five to ten years.
At which point my fellow conversationalist wrenches his/her face into the Grimace. Thing is, October J is completely happy, present, and spirited (read: willful), and so we aren’t overly worried. And now that he’s toodling around in the Prius with his yoga-teaching mama to his twice-a-week acupuncture sessions, he’s even fancier than before. We like that.5. I got this fortune from a cookie: “Soon you will encounter a whole new world of opportunity.”
Labels: Jenifer Parker, October J Rabbit, Taya Polkinghorne, Toyota Prius, Viking screenplay
posted by Ryan Rasmussen at 6:59 PM
5 Comments:
Where'd you get that fab pic of you in Viking getup? I gotta get me one of those.
Pixburg n'at. Tony and I were goofin' at his fire pit in the back yard.
Goofing? I thought you looked rather impressive when supplied with horns and sword. Your true self emerging, perhaps?
Uh, "rabbit accupuncture"?
I dunno which I find more surprising: that such a discipline exists, or that a practicioner of such was found convenient to where you live.
I'm pretty danged sure we ain't got them kinds of fellars down here.
Ooooooo-weee. Pretty scary.
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PS-- nice hat, you trendchasing poser
That's a lot of experience for a month or two. You might want to think about stretching it out further next time so that you don't have experience overload.
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