So Long, Dear Dodge Dakota

A simple little post, a simple little post to say goodbye to a truck that has been there for some really formative moments in my life.  For getting me to see Destiny in Philly, to Pagan/Buddhist festivals that shaped me, to countless D&D Nights and other a nerdy thing, I thank it for its work.  And even though you have been consigned to an early death thanks to the mechanics not really looking at my truck, know that you were always a hard worker (except for that time, of course, when you erupted like Old Faithful with coolant).

The Green Dragon, aka, Clara, Sheila, and the TruckDIS (trucks in relative dimensions

and space?)

1993-2013

ADDENDUM

Because this post wasn't over the top silly and sentimental already:

Get Him to the LARP

So here's the thing...

My part-time job pays semimonthly/biweekly (take your pick of big words), so I am sitting here with $27 in my wallet, a fistful of change that I hope makes it out to an extra $3, and me trying to plan out a trip to Dystopia Rising.  Yes, it's that time of the month again!  It's time to LARP!

I didn't go to Dystopia Rising last month due to not having the money, and it killed me.  I sat around wondering, "damn, I wonder what is happening in Havyn right about now?"  I am not passing this up this month.  My girlfriend is going, she LARPed before, and she wants to LARP with me.  I also love LARPing, it has become rather quickly a passion and a hobby, much like table-top gaming, or puzzles with my girlfriend.  I actually didn't expect to enjoy it as much as I did, but I loved it.  I loved playing as my Baywalker.  It's relaxing.  It's realy fun not being Kyle for like 36-48 hours, and be my Baywalker Finnegan.

And I am awesomly photogenic as Finnegan

So I think I have the money thing down pat.  Next is trying to wrap this around work.  I work the weekends, my days off being Monday and Tuesday, and many a LARP are a Friday-Sunday kind of deal.  I know I can't, with how little money I have, to make the whole weekend work; so leaving from work to DR, and then from DR to work, and then homeward bound is the only way I can work it.  In total, it's about 122 miles, tacked onto my 32 already clocked on my truck, takes me to 152.  Not bad, except for the fact that my truck is a gas-guzzler, guzzling gas like I guzzle boneless wings or pizza.  my truck gets right about empty at 200 miles.  While I can get there and back on a single tank of gas, and finish off the week at work on that tank, it still annoys me.  I think this is more an annoyance at my truck, which is, while much better than my last one, still seems like it has one tire in the junkyard.  Trucks and SUVs and such are traditionally gas-guzzlers, and being the traveler that I am, I hate having that sort of limit.  My friend whom introduced me to Minecraft has a Mini, and his gas gauge barely moved when he and I once went to a video-game convention down near Philly.  My truck would have sucked down so much gas, I could hear Mother Earth groan in pain.

Back to the "making this work around work" subject, I will only get about 17-18 hours at DR until I have to go back and work for more money.  I will be missing out on 22 hours of action this time around.  Next month I will have more money to stay there for longer (an extra 86 miles back to DR and then, *gasp* back to work, maybe I could see if I could call off for a day), so I won't get THAT much time there, but time enough to have a little bit of fun and get my LARP fix for the month.  It might sound insane, but then again, there are people out there who get addicted to gambling.  At least here I lose a fixed amount of money, and not a random amount based on my aching need to give it one more spin of the wheel.

Do I love LARPing?  By Jove I do, but besides that, the act of having a hobby is very healthy.  I like being healthy.  I haven;t taken the best of care of myself in the past few months, so it's about time I pamper myself...

...by being another person for a short time and kicking Zombie ass!