Today the Scooters Get Washed and Waxed and Shined

Hauling stuff is not easy. It’s dirty and requires muscle and systems and straps and paying attention to a lot of detail, and I am worn out. Murphy’s worn out, too. However, we accomplished our goal of getting the scooter to Jimmi to get it fixed and then of getting it back home. Of course, the damned spark plug was fouled when I tried to ride the thing, so when Deb and I headed for dinner (at Mitchell’s Fish Market…yum!) in Newport on our scooters, I rode the old one…which I love the most and which fits me the best, anyway.

And what a perfect night for a nice scooter ride along the river and over the bridge and back.

Good thing I’m quick at a spark-plug change, because when I got home, I swapped spark plugs in the other scooter and it fired right up. Rides like a charm.

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I Only Ever Really Need to Haul a Few Things

So I left my car with its nice new hitch and the scooter hauler at the car-repair shop to get the muffler fixed; I walked the two miles home on foot carrying all my important belongings in a satchel on my back. I am back to basics and remembering that the more I have the more I have to get fixed.  This is a crazy life.

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What Kind of Respectable Gay Woman Doesn’t Own Either a Pick Up or a Hitch? Not My Kind.

This is my car. This is my car with it’s pretty new hitch. This is my scooter-hauling thingy attached to my new hitch. What you can’t see is my rusted-out muffler—which started dragging on the ground on my drive home from the hitch place. (Oh, I have a shiny chrome ball, too.) Yep. I can now haul all kinds of shit.

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All a Jumble

Yes, I’ve been a lazy dog about keeping things moving over here. There seems to be so many other things to do these long summer days, you know?

I just now wrote a couple of paragraphs about what I’ve been doing, but I got bored reading it so I deleted it. I’ll list a few things here:

1. The clutch cable on my daily-riding scooter busted yesterday, and now I’ve got to figure out how to fix it.
2. If I try to fix it, I’ll screw it up, and then I’d have to get it to Jimmi (my scooter-fixing buddy) anyway.
3. I don’t have a hitch on my car. I need a crapping hitch so I don’t have to depend on other people to haul my stuff.
4. I visited with the guy selling honey at the Madeira Farmer’s Market. He has nine hives, and he said he’d love it if I hung around with him while he opens his hives. I like him. I’m gonna do it.
5. There’s other stuff going on.
6. I have to go walk the dog now.
7. And then get a hitch. It’s crazy to have put it off for so long.
8. But it’s expensive, and the car is getting oooold.
9. Why put money into a car I’m gonna have to sell within the next couple of years?
10. I’ve had this same argument with myself for three years now.

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