November Rain

Your car is slowly breaking down. Time has that effect on things. But good news!
It ain't your C-V joints, it's merely your back tires causing your car to wobble. You borrow your parents car, get your's tuned up, return your parent's car. You park it in their garage, but forget to set the brake. A short time later, your dad checks to see if you've closed the garage door and he notices the car isn't in the garage. He looks further to see if you've parked it in the driveway, but it isn't there either. He looks farther and sees the car resting uncomfortably in the neighbor's frontlawn across the street. Rolling out of control?

Your VCR is still in the shop waiting for a mysterious part to arrive from Japan. You brought it in last July, and it's been so long you can't even remember what the problem was.

Your TV is on the blink. You turn it on and all you get is one line across the screen about a millimeter wide, with the intensity of a star going nova. For awhile you could fix it by pounding it ala' Fonzie and his jukebox. But remember the Happy Day's episode where Fonzie lost his touch and the jukebox wouldn't start up? That's exactly what's happened to you, you're losing it.

The computer that you've been waiting for patiently for about two months, still hasn't arrived. They either can't get the proper parts or the parts they get don't work. Reality sets in, and something you were excited about, and looking forward to, is another painful reminder that things often don't work out in the end.

Your quest for a different career is frustrating and as you were warned has turned into another full time occupation of your thoughts and time. So instead of working seven days, 56 hours a week, you are reminded of the Simpson's episode where Homer works 23 hours a day to pay for Lisa's horse. The latest news? You didn't get the job but they were impressed enough to ask you back to interview for another position. But it comes with strings pre-attached so you wonder if you should even bother.

The news incidents from the past week concerning a local coop hit a little too close to home. You used to live near and shop at the quirky little store, and your image of that time, that area has developed into a fuzzy little romantic period which has now been awoken with the loud crash of gunshots. World gone wrong.

Finally, you are awoken by the cough and difficult breathing of a cat hacking up a hairball right there in your cozy little bed. The purrfect conclusion.

But today's a brand new day! You spent last night making a tape of all your favorite songs and that cheered you up a little, plus you got your ticket to DC, to see an old friend, and meet up with your sister and above all get away even if its to the murder capital of the world and even if you haven't seen this friend for a couple of years and you're a bit nervous, at least you're not scared or yella and your friend even sounds excited that you are coming to visit! Life goes on and the blank pages of another newsletter need to be filled...