So I dropped off my trusty ‘steed’ for a new set of tires in preparation for our 3,000 mile road trip and I was a little taken aback by the mechanics alarmed response, “You’re driving ‘the TIC’ to Arizona?” I immediately remembered that Dee had made route time allowances for “car trouble“. What car trouble? Baby TIC, alias “the TIC“, and formally, “TIC Toyota”, doesn’t have “car trouble“. But, the 1965 movie, The Great Race, flashed to mind. The Natalie Wood character poorly chose a Stanley Steamer to attempt the New York to Paris race and did not make it through the Painted Desert. Was I choosing poorly? 65,000+ miles on the clock, a 1.4 Ltr engine willing that it is? As I drove home, noticing the new hum of new tires, a new bounce in her step, I also noticed the 305c per gallon gas prices that were 295c per gallon this morning. Ah! Nothing like 39 MPG to make my decision certain. Bliss.
And other planning blisses. Calling Comcast to utter those longed for words … “I would like to cancel my service“. And, no. I did not say what I have always longed to say … “take your lousy service and shove it”, but I would love to have. No Comcast where I am going. Can you believe that added bonus? Surely that’s a great reason to move to Phoenix? $99 Triple Play, yes, but no contracts. Truly Paradise.