Driving home today, I became particularly annoyed by a bicyclist who was riding too far to the left, taking up so much of the lane that I couldn’t pass him until the oncoming lane cleared. And I started thinking that this guy is probably one of those folks who’ve taken up biking to work/school/grandma’s house because of the rising gas prices. And then I noticed his bike and how ultra-expensive it looks and how he had one of those fancy bags everyone is carrying these days–oh, I don’t know what they’re called, but I do know they’re expensive.
Anyway, this guy didn’t look like one who needed to save money. And that got me thinking even more: about how many people there are riding to the store/the library/grandma’s house on their bikes or on the bus because they don’t want to spend the money on gas. Seems there are quite a few people doing that these days, but not necessarily rightfully so.
Here’s the thing: supply and demand. The more we buy, the lower prices are, right? So if everybody would keep buying gas, the prices wouldn’t go so high so fast. Now I’m not one to be economically smart (I think I got a D in college), but I think there’s something to this. In fact, I think we should thank Hummer owners and all those SUV driving fools. They’re keeping gas prices lower than they could be.
Just a thought. I never promised you genius.
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In other news…
My dog freaked me out last night. I woke up around 4 or so with this eerie feeling someone was watching me. I opened my eyes to find Petey standing above me, staring me dead in the eye. I’m not sure what to think about that. Was he trying to tell me something? Had I been talking in my sleep? Snoring too loudly? Or could it be that Petey’s not too happy with me, that he was about to bonk me in the head with a lead pipe?
I’ll likely never know. And that’s not a bad thing.
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May 8, 2006 at 9:39 pm
doggy psychology
As far as the Petey stare goes, my first reaction would have been; “aww, look how much he loves me.” or “Damn, I must have been making some not happy sounds in my sleep there. He’s probably worried about me, poor dear.”
But then, what do I know? I’ve never owned a dog.
Why don’t you check out a book on deciphering his behavior, like one of those doggy psychology books or something. Or look for one that specifically focuses on Pit Bulls. KNowing might be a good thing after all…
haha
I’m sorry, I was just giggling at the mental image of Petey with a lead pipe clutched between his paws.
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May 9, 2006 at 9:05 am
My dog did the same thing when she wanted me to wake up and play with her. I’d usually feel her warm nostril air on my face and wake to the intense stare.
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May 9, 2006 at 9:51 am
Well it’s good to know Petey doesn’t have it out for me. Besides, he seems more like the type to hire a hit man rather than take me out on his own. And, given the great blanket debate last night, I have a feeling the stare had something to do with his lack of covers.
How are you doing? How’s home on the range?
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May 9, 2006 at 9:53 am
Re: doggy psychology
Looks like a good book; I might have to check it out. Maybe it’ll explain why Petey likes to de-squeak his toys, too.
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May 9, 2006 at 4:47 pm
Re: doggy psychology
Not sure about that but my old roommates had one of those unnaturally large german shepards and they would buy him a cute little fuzzy stuffed animal about once a month and always within about 10 minutes or so the head could be found in his food dish. And every time the eyes were gone. But the dog was the sweetest creature I had ever known. Other times he would just keep it on his doggy bed and chew on it here and there – but then one day we’d come home from work and the house would be littered with tiny pieces of the shredded toy – everywhere.
It was the cutest thing!
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