Eulogy To The Fit

Today we gather together (or separately as the occasion may be) in remembrance of the life and adventures of The Fit. The driver never bothered to give it a name, so henceforth, as it has always been the case, we will call it by its model: The Fit.

When the driver bought The Fit everyone had their doubts: that thing is so tiny you will hardly fit; tiny will get squashed; front wheel drive can't handle snow; manual is a pain to drive; a used car, are you out of your mind; so on and so on. Besides the driver, The Fit did not have many supporters in the early years.

Candle Light

I was recently reminded of a story I heard growing up. I remember the message and the general plot, but not a lot of the details. With those I take some liberties.

Here is how the story goes:

Tiny Pebbles

Wow this blog is so dusty. As the new year approaches it would be a good time to add in some content.

This is from a Journal entry from March 2013:

Airport Security

With all the holiday travels, airport security has been a favorite of the news lately, so I thought I should take a stab at it. Well, maybe I should not stab it lest people think I'm up to no good. And being bad is not the goal; the goal is to comment on a curious topic.

Snow Driving

Based on my heating bill, winter is officially here. Another leading indicator is all the snow in the ground; last week it snowed quite a lot. I do not know exactly how much; however, from various unreliable sources, I have gathered at least 6 inches. It is hard to tell because, up here, the snow is cleared very quickly from the roads. A good thing, I suppose, unless you would like to drive on snow -- which I did.

Little Turtles in the Dark

Some of you might be aware of a challenge little turtles face when, after hatching from their eggs on the beach, they try to make their way to the sea. The classic challenge is getting past the seagulls: An army of little turtles rushing to the sea as these big white birds swoop down, turn them on their tiny carapace, and end their short, short lives. It used to be the case little turtles had little to worry about at night; however, lately the little turtles face a new night challenge: shiny structures near beaches. See, little turtles have it in their minds that shiny equals sea; therefore, instead of going to the sea (normally the shiny thing under a full moon night) they rush in the opposite direction toward the shiny, shinny buildings. The point is this: Not having light where, or when you expect it can be very, very disorienting.

Making my Bed

Ever since I arrived in Wisconsin, I set the goal; I even wrote it down in my "to do list" -- devotional, read news, work out, write journal, make bed. Ideally, I would wake up in the morning, have breakfast, get ready for work, and, at some point in between, make my bed. However, for a long time after arriving here, I did not have a bed; if I did not have one, how was I supposed to make my bed? Then I realized a fallacy in that question: If I already had one, why would I want to make a bed, unless I wanted two?