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This site is a member of WebRing. To browse visit here. Tuesday, August 30, 2005 A little close to home I stopped in the grocery store in town this afternoon after inspecting a store in Radford."Is the weather very bad out there?" the cashier asked. I was a little puzzled, as it was not raining at the moment. Sunshine, in fact, was coming through the big front windows of the supermarket."It was pretty windy when I came down the mountain," I said, "but it seems to be fine now."Her eyes grew huge. "You came down the mountain? Just a little while ago? Did you see the tornado?"Turns out a tornado was reported somewhere in the vicinity of where I had been driving. Didn't see a thing, except some confused wind that blew hard in one direction and then suddenly slammed across the road the other way. I was in the truck, so it didn't bother me much.But we're not through with Katrina yet. I went out tonight to buy bread, as Clarence ate the entire last loaf today, the loaf that was supposed to be for tomorrow and Thursday. I didn't learn that until late this evening, when I went to get it out of the freezer and found it gone. It was far too late to for me to contemplate making another batch, so I went to the little convenience store up the road, thinking also that I'd better fill up the Jeep tonight in anticipation of higher prices tomorrow.And there were two trees down across the driveway. One of them, had it been ten feet taller, would have taken out the power line and I wouldn't be writing this right now. The other was small and had fallen slantwise across the driveway. I dragged most of it out of the road, and was able to drive across the remaining branches. But the big one was too heavy to be dragged out of the way and too large to be driven over. So there I was at eleven o'clock tonight firing up the chain saw, thankful that I'd been too lazy to put it away properly when I took it out of the truck, and had instead just stuck it on the front seat of the Jeep.At the convenience store, the price of gas hadn't changed since this morning, but they were almost out--down to 20% of regular, 25% of the mid-grade and 40% of high test. I filled up the Jeep, which means I have spent over $100 dollars on gas today, filling all three vehicles once and then topping off the truck again.Tomorrow I must go to Richmond and Norfolk, and right now I have no idea whether gas will be available to get me home. I'll be in the Jeep (whose keys turned out to be on the seat of the truck--heaven knows why), so for once the necessity to use high test may be an advantage. Regular seems to be selling out faster. My deadlines loom, regardless.The next question is whether I should start stocking up on food. We're in better shape than many people, but we still couldn't go for more than a couple of weeks without being down to bare shelves. If gas for private vehicles is going to cost a lot more, what is going to happen to the cost of the diesel fuel used to transport food? I don't want to find out the hard way. posted by Liz @ 10:09 PM | The template is set to display 10 posts. To see all the posts for this month, click on the month name in the Archive section RSS Feed PERSONAL Send email toliz at life-as-a-spectator-sport.com Home I'm a mother, grandmother, a computer professional, Democrat, Christian. I welcome politely worded comments and email, my spam filter throws the rest away, so don't bother to flame me WHY 'LIFE AS A SPECTATOR SPORT' "If you're lucky not to live in the gutters of a slum, but still can't afford to take vacations in the Alps, you're part of that enormous middle class who lives life through the medium of the television, further separated from "real" life by air conditioner, by automobile, by dishwasher, microwave and ice-in-the-door refrigerator, by automatic washer and dryer, and all the other appliances and conveniences that make it possible for America to live life at second hand. I'm not sure why Americans decided that televised drama was better than the real thing, that cardboard microwave food containers were an adequate substitute for real dishes, and their contents for real food, or that cooking, dishwashing and face-to-face conversation wasn't worth the effort and time it required. Someone fed this nation a plastic crate of out-of-season tomatoes and told us it was life and we took them at their word, and we're so much the poorer for it that it's hard to know where to start to list the shortcomings." I wrote this a couple of years ago, but I have to admit it's much less amusing than I thought it would be to see the artifical construct falling apart. 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I stopped in the grocery store in town this afternoon after inspecting a store in Radford."Is the weather very bad out there?" the cashier asked. I was a little puzzled, as it was not raining at the moment. Sunshine, in fact, was coming through the big front windows of the supermarket."It was pretty windy when I came down the mountain," I said, "but it seems to be fine now."Her eyes grew huge. "You came down the mountain? Just a little while ago? Did you see the tornado?"Turns out a tornado was reported somewhere in the vicinity of where I had been driving. Didn't see a thing, except some confused wind that blew hard in one direction and then suddenly slammed across the road the other way. I was in the truck, so it didn't bother me much.But we're not through with Katrina yet. I went out tonight to buy bread, as Clarence ate the entire last loaf today, the loaf that was supposed to be for tomorrow and Thursday. I didn't learn that until late this evening, when I went to get it out of the freezer and found it gone. It was far too late to for me to contemplate making another batch, so I went to the little convenience store up the road, thinking also that I'd better fill up the Jeep tonight in anticipation of higher prices tomorrow.And there were two trees down across the driveway. One of them, had it been ten feet taller, would have taken out the power line and I wouldn't be writing this right now. The other was small and had fallen slantwise across the driveway. I dragged most of it out of the road, and was able to drive across the remaining branches. But the big one was too heavy to be dragged out of the way and too large to be driven over. So there I was at eleven o'clock tonight firing up the chain saw, thankful that I'd been too lazy to put it away properly when I took it out of the truck, and had instead just stuck it on the front seat of the Jeep.At the convenience store, the price of gas hadn't changed since this morning, but they were almost out--down to 20% of regular, 25% of the mid-grade and 40% of high test. I filled up the Jeep, which means I have spent over $100 dollars on gas today, filling all three vehicles once and then topping off the truck again.Tomorrow I must go to Richmond and Norfolk, and right now I have no idea whether gas will be available to get me home. I'll be in the Jeep (whose keys turned out to be on the seat of the truck--heaven knows why), so for once the necessity to use high test may be an advantage. Regular seems to be selling out faster. My deadlines loom, regardless.The next question is whether I should start stocking up on food. We're in better shape than many people, but we still couldn't go for more than a couple of weeks without being down to bare shelves. If gas for private vehicles is going to cost a lot more, what is going to happen to the cost of the diesel fuel used to transport food? I don't want to find out the hard way.
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WHY 'LIFE AS A SPECTATOR SPORT'
"If you're lucky not to live in the gutters of a slum, but still can't afford to take vacations in the Alps, you're part of that enormous middle class who lives life through the medium of the television, further separated from "real" life by air conditioner, by automobile, by dishwasher, microwave and ice-in-the-door refrigerator, by automatic washer and dryer, and all the other appliances and conveniences that make it possible for America to live life at second hand. I'm not sure why Americans decided that televised drama was better than the real thing, that cardboard microwave food containers were an adequate substitute for real dishes, and their contents for real food, or that cooking, dishwashing and face-to-face conversation wasn't worth the effort and time it required. Someone fed this nation a plastic crate of out-of-season tomatoes and told us it was life and we took them at their word, and we're so much the poorer for it that it's hard to know where to start to list the shortcomings." I wrote this a couple of years ago, but I have to admit it's much less amusing than I thought it would be to see the artifical construct falling apart.
THE NON-ELECTRIC HOME
Cleaning, 1 Cleaning, 2 Cleaning, 3
KNITTING BLOGS
Extravayarnza Knitting Heretic Mind of Winter Pie Knits Persistent Illusion See Eunny Knit The Keyboard Biologist Taleweaver's Ramblings TECHnitting Wendy Knits
FINISHED PROJECTS
SELF-RELIANCE AND THE FUTURE
POLITICAL BLOGS and SITES
BOOKS I'M READING
How to Grow More Vegetables, etc. Small Scale Grain Raising
ARCHIVES
February 2009 January 2009 December 2008 November 2008 October 2008 August 2008 July 2008 May 2008 April 2008 March 2008 February 2008 January 2008 December 2007 November 2007 October 2007 September 2007 August 2007 July 2007 June 2007 May 2007 April 2007 March 2007 February 2007 January 2007 December 2006 November 2006 October 2006 September 2006 August 2006 July 2006 June 2006 May 2006 April 2006 March 2006 February 2006 January 2006 December 2005 November 2005 October 2005 September 2005 August 2005 July 2005 June 2005 May 2005 April 2005 March 2005 February 2005 January 2005 December 2004 November 2004 October 2004 September 2004 August 2004 July 2004 June 2004 May 2004 April 2004 March 2004 February 2004 January 2004 December 2003 November 2003 October 2003 September 2003 August 2003 July 2003 June 2003 May 2003 April 2003 March 2003 February 2003 January 2003 December 2002 November 2002 October 2002 September 2002 August 2002 July 2002 June 2002 May 2002 April 2002 March 2002 February 2002
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