Okay, so this is flirting with deteriorating into a scooter blog, but my Vino's the only thing working semi-reliably in my life right now! I find myself daydreaming about how to best keep my chrome clean of fingerprints and whether I should buy a rear basket or wait until the hard top cases are available...and I am looking forward to participating in the SF Scooter Girls' maintenance day which is now t.b.a....and I let out an undignified squeal last night when I found my scooter's license plate had arrived in the mail.
Though my little scooter's not worthy of the highway, I've been fantasizing about hitting the road for a little trip. The nice weather doesn't help, nor does Euan's recent perusal of my empty sketchbooks. This is obviously not the best time of year to go kiting off to lord-knows-where between school, holidays, and all the other stuff that seems to pile up at the end-of-year, but now's when I seem to need it most. Just pack a bag, and go. I know this a perfectly natural impulse, but it oddly becomes overwhelming in the late afternoon, about the time that most people go for a coffee. 'Round that time, my mind gets very restless (a very different kind than 'round midnight) and I contemplate where I might go. Drive north or south? Are there any discount plane tickets available? How many days could I be absent before anyone would notice?
15 November 2005
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