Well, the experiment is over. I am not any less broke, but I imagine I’ll smile when I get my refund later today.
As I sold her I said, “This is probably the last car I’ll ever own.” It’s also the only car I’ll ever own; the Toyota my folks gave me in the lat eighties Paul put in his own name (and did I screech about that, as I recollect).
Church was rather thin gruel yesterday. I know that the Oneness people have views compatible with some UU’s but I find their theology to be … well… mushy. My theology starts with science and ends with all the stuff we don’t know. God can go live in that part of the human world. All the stuff we know exists that we can’t prove, like goodness and love. We are all connected and blessings are nice but I want to do something about the disconnects and fight racism.
And in selling Ziva, become a better environmentalist, since she’s going to get her oil leaks fixed, finally. They’ll have to pull the engine.
I have an unpleasant series of phone calls in front of me today, but you can’t have everything.