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g) n. : 1. someone who fritters away her day by doing nothing productive and then feels 
horribly guilty. 2. Any of various small, snaillike, chiefly terrestrial gastropod mollusks of the genus Limax and related genera, having a slow-moving elongated body with no shell or only a flat rudimentary shell on or under the skin. 3. A shot of liquor.
I fall under the first definition. Yesterday, after waking up at 3:00, I went through the day in a haze and never got anything done. By 4:00 pm, I managed to clean my tub, and scrape off the previous day’s mascara. But I was so dang tired.
Today will be better. Thanks to Tylenol PM. It’s off to brave the mall and get Jake some clothes, and maybe I’ll be seduced by the Ann Taylor window. Anything’s possible.
We’ll spend Memorial Day on the water. Our waverunner has been rotting in storage for a year. It’s so dang much work to go out for the day. But I’m always glad when we do. Gas will be a little more this year. That would be the understatement of the year.
And why don’t more people care about gas prices? Here where I live, the state with the 4th highest rate of foreclosures, nobody seems to care. There are plenty of boats on the water and gas guzzlers on the road.
And I’m always wondering how today’s gas prices equate to the those during Oil crisis of the 70’s. I vaguely remember lines at the pump. And I thought, well, it must be different this time, right? But we had a war with no end then too. And there was plenty of political uncertainty then too. I think that little thing with Nixon was about to explode.
So in 1974, oil spiked to $12/barrel. And today is $132. I would have to do some research to figure out how to adjust that number for inflation. But I’m pretty sure we’re paying more at the pump than we did in 1974. And I’m wondering when we’re going to care.
I leave you with this: a photo of my son who can fall asleep anywhere, anytime, anyhow. Oh how I envy him.
May 25, 2008 at 7:14 pm |
It’s an odd thing – I tried to hunt down this very same equation. This was the best I could find, and it was written in 2007. http://www.grinningplanet.com/2004/06-10/high-gas-prices-gasoline-fuel-article.htm
May 26, 2008 at 4:52 am |
Have a great memorial day! That photo is so cute
May 26, 2008 at 3:20 pm |
No kidding on the oil prices. We’re heading down to So. Cal. next week and driving. Now I’m starting to wonder how we’re going to be able to do it. I’ve heard rumors that a year from now we will be paying around $8/gallon. SICK!!! for us middle classers life is definitely going to change.
May 26, 2008 at 10:00 pm |
The kid takes after his aunt – ya know the one who once fell asleep at a Lynyrd Skynyrd concert, at a comedy club (while on a date, mind you), and in most every movie theater in the county. We’re basicly narcoleptics.
May 27, 2008 at 9:52 pm |
I keep wondering the same thing. . .why does it seem like we’re just accepting these insane gas (and grocery) prices like it’s no big deal? And believe me, the rising cost of gas was very noticeable on the 1100 mile road trip (one way) that we just took! Not only is the total price we spent for gas on the trip out of this world, but when we arrived back home in our sleepy little mountain town we saw that gas had risen 20 cents p/gallon. In six days. Wish I could just conk out as easy as the little man here and not think about it anymore!!