August 10, 2007 at 2:35 pm (Blogs)

Moondance: Essays to Remind Us That Life is Not a Dress Rehearsal was one of my early discoveries, but one that has stuck with me. The author does not update her blog all that often, but when she does, it is usually a well-written essay that is often quite thought-provoking. I’m not quite sure what else to say about Moondance, except to suggest that if you do nothing else, perhaps you should check out her essay Does Blogging Empower Women?


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Boredom Blog

August 10, 2007 at 2:30 pm (Blogs)

I found Boredom Blog very recently, but it has already become one of my favorites. The blog is updated quite a few times a day with short snippits of whatever the author is thinking. There are a lot of quotes on a wide range of topics, along with a picture of the quote’s author, which I think is a really nice touch. The other blog posts are mostly the author (Erin “Elvis Lives”) commenting on strange happenings in their hometown as well as around the world, with a lot of links to interesting articles and the like. The author’s voice comes through loud and clear, even though the posts are barely a few sentences in length. If you are looking for something a bit off the beaten path or something to make you laugh, or just something to chase away boredom, I would highly recommend the Boredom Blog!

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August 10, 2007 at 2:28 pm (Uncategorized)

Recently, I have found a wonderful way to waste time: reading random blogs on Blogger! I’ve found a few that I’ve actually bookmarked and look back to every so often to see what’s new. So I decided to start a list here to share the love, and even better, every time I add a blog, I’ll post a few of my thoughts about that blog right here! Yey! Isn’t that special?

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Concordian Hooligans

August 8, 2007 at 4:20 pm (Concord)

While driving back from the pool this afternoon (yes, the pool! I actually went swimming today, even though I only did about a 600, which is terrible when compared to what we did on swim team when I was in high school, but I guess considering I haven’t been in a pool or done any form of exercise except climbing stairs in the T stations and racing for trains in 3 months, a 600 really isn’t that bad. /side rant) I happened across some of the more daring hooligans of this little town I call home – all in a 10 minute drive!

The first one I saw was someone who made a left turn while the light was red at a normally busy intersection. Admittedly, there was no one to hinder their progress, but still, who runs a red light so blatantly in the middle of the day? It brought to mind the extended conversation we had in Core last year about breaking the law if you knew you could get away with it. Most people, it seems, would at the very least consider running a red light, if there was no one else around, and they knew they wouldn’t get caught. But usually, that would be under cover of darkness, when practically no one else is on the roads, and there really is no use for a stoplight, as there is no traffic to control to speak of. But this person ran the red light in the middle of the day, where there were witnesses (including me, one car behind them!). The ironic thing is that they were on basically the same route I was going, and I caught up to them multiple times when they had to stop at the same red lights the rest of us did, further along the road at later intersections. So it really wasn’t worth running that light, or speeding through town, considering I caught up with them at every subsequent red light, so they honestly didn’t save any time. Score another one for reasons not to break the law: it doesn’t matter in the long run, time-wise, whereas potentially being pulled over will certainly put a crimp in your plans.

The second instance of hooliganism was an open fire hydrant. Now, I can’t be 100% positive that it wasn’t open for a legitimate reason, but it didn’t seem that way. The fire hydrant was simply open, with gallons upon gallons of water pouring out every second. In all my years of living here, I have never seen a fire hydrant open like that, so I don’t think its a regular thing to do on hot days or something like that. It was on the side of a busy road, and was slowing down traffic. Plus, with all the eco-freaks around here, they would never stand for wasting water like that, I’m sure.

The final hooligan I encountered today was almost exactly like the first one, in that they made a right turn at a red light where there are “No turn on red” signs plastered everywhere. In this case, however, there were actually cars going in the direction they turned into, so the car, or rather minivan, cut off the first person trying to go through their legitimate green light. Nice, dontcha think?

In both cases of making illegal turns, I saw kids in the back of both cars. While the second one wasn’t so bad, since normally you can make right turns on red, as long as no one is in your way, the first one was just ridiculous. I mean, honestly, just wait the extra 2 minutes, and show your kids that it is not ok to break the law, even if you think you can. People wonder why the morals of this country are disappearing and this is why, though admittedly its a minor case. But still, making a blatantly illegal left turn is not the example anyone should set for their kids, nor for yourself, cause who knows where it could lead?

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Police Magnet? Me?

August 3, 2007 at 9:12 pm (Concord)

Ok, so apparently I am a police magnet when I drive the pewter jeep (as it is affectionately known in our family). At least I wasn’t actually in trouble this time…

So I took my normal route home today, and it was 90+ degrees outside, so I was blasting the AC while on the highway (all the better to listen to my music, my dear). Got off the highway at my normal turnoff, it was all good. I got to the only stoplight after the highway, and it was red, as it usually is, since the road perpendicular gets the most traffic, seeing as how it is Main Street and all. In my mirror, I see the driver of the car behind me get out and aproach my car. She was a girl about my age, big sunglasses, and all that jazz. I rolled down my window to see what she wanted, and she informed me that my car was leaking something. I was very happy that I was only about 30 seconds away from home, so I thanked her, and she returned to her car. The light turned green, I turned into my driveway, pulled into the garage, everything was good. I got out and looked around and under the car to see if I could see anything leaking, or smell anything like gas or something. But I noticed nothing unusual.

So I go inside and told my mom about it. She asked me if I had had the AC on, which I had, so she assured me that it was probably just condensation or something from that, and it was nothing to worry about. So I was relieved, and sat down, exhausted, to watch Jeopardy with her. About 15 or so minutes later, there is a knock on our window, and we turn around to see a police car in our driveway and a cop knocking on the window. So I restrained the dog while my mom went out to talk to the cop. I heard the conversation through the window.

He said that someone had called the state police, who in turn had called the local police, saying that our car was dripping gas, so he had been sent to investigate. Gotta love a small town. My mom showed him the car, and they both looked it over. He said that he didn’t see anything dripping, and if we were indeed leaking gas, we would have smelled it, so obviously the car wasn’t leaking gas, thank goodness. Satisfied there was no danger or whatever, the cop left.

My mom came back inside and informed me that I was not allowed to drive that car anymore, since everything seems to happen to me when I drive it. First the weird noises and shaking, then the speeding ticket, now this. Three’s the charm, right? Knock on wood – I still have another week of commuting to survive!

Anyway, in the end, my mom called the dealership the next day, and they said that the combination of the AC and the heat of the day just meant it was most likely condensation, and it was nothing to worry about. So I’m enjoying having the windows down on the highway more often now. Its quite interesting to see how high you need to turn up the volume to listen to music when you are flying down the highway with the windows down. What’s even more interesting is the look people give you when you stop at a red light and you are blasting country music, much to those staunch New Englanders’ chagrin. Gotta love being a rebel!

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