Celebrity

I don't want to seem to dwell on the Smart car, but I'm going to anyway. I went into Marlinton to visit my grandparents, go to the bank, and stop by the grocery store in the Bee today. Everywhere I went, I got stopped by at least one or two people who wanted to know about the car, what it was, where it came from, how good is it on gas, all that. It's kinda cool, really. I'm not the most outgoing or confident person in the world, but the Bee erases all that. It's like I'm famous or something, as dumb as that might sound. I'll talk to everyone who comes up to me and the car and tell them whatever they want to know. It's really given me a huge boost of confidence that I was needing, very cool that a tiny car can do that for you.

That'll do it for now, folks, gonna go back to watching it snow. Peace...

Drive

Okay, I'm back from the trip to Charleston and to see the siblings, the first time I've driven the Smart more than five minutes at a time as well. Heading up Saturday was a little nerve racking due to the rain and insane truck drivers. It took some getting used to, and almost missing a curve, but by the time we got to Quaker Steak & Lube, I was loving it. We got to visit with Cate and Ben for a little bit, which was nice. Hopefully we'll get to visit for more than 24 hours at some point. We watched a movie and Cate and I carved a couple of pumpkins before calling it a night. This morning we got up and went to see Elliott. We picked him up at his house and went to Stewart's for some hot dogs- they are the best, getting to go to Stewart's and White Castle in the same couple of weeks is pretty damn cool, I think. Anyway, we ran a couple of other places before heading back home. It was a good trip, till we got to Gaulley Bridge. I was following Dad in his Smart and got pulled for speeding- he said 35 in a 25, but I honestly don't think I was going that fast. Nothing more badass than getting a ticket for going that slow, I'd rather be pulled doing for doing 70 in a 60 or something like that, but whatever. He brings me the ticket and then gets all chatty with me. I really enjoyed this little gem he dropped on me.

"Is this car even legal in America?"

Yikes. That's what passes for a cop these days, folks. Granted, in a town that sounds like it was named by Gomer Pyle, I guess qualifying for the job just requires that you have a second grade education. I was kinda mad about it, but I had had such a good weekend it couldn't bring me down. If this had happened in CLT, I'd probably feel a little different. All right, I guess that'll do for now, it's late. Take it easy, all!

New beginning again...

After reading Cate's blog and really enjoying it, I figured I'd give it a try, mostly to document my new life situation here in West Virginia. This'll be short for now since I should be asleep, but I'll add more to this later. Peace to you all...

C-