I Like It Here

After more than six months, the strangest things still make me almost giddily happy to have departed The City of Doom for good. Like, for example, the beef tips and fried squash at Gus’ Sir Beef or the fact that I can go to the grocery store pretty much any time of day, find what I need, and buy it without spending a half hour in line and another half hour trying to park when I get home…

Today’s thing that makes me excited, oddly enough, is that I’m going to the auto glass place to get a repair done on Mark‘s car. I spent a lot of time at the auto glass place in San Francisco, but it’s different this time. I’m getting a naturally-occurring crack in the windshield fixed rather than a broken window…

Yes, I’m going to the auto glass place. And it excites me because I’m not doing it as a result of the actions of some differently-socialized substance abuser with no options in life slimy crack-addled piece of shit, but as a regular bit of routine maintenance. Plus, it’ll probably cost less here too…