Sunday, September 1, 2013

It's a Jungle Out Here

I have my own parking place at the condo where I live. This is the car that parks to my left.

This is the car that parks to the left of the one above.

I didn't get a clear picture of this one, but you can make out the silver cat leaping on the trunk.

This one parks to my right.

Here's my poor Nissan in the middle of these beasts. I back out very carefully.

You can see the third one lurking in the garage behind the tree. This picture was taken from our friends' balcony.

This is the view from the balcony. We sit here sometimes and drink wine. Life is very tough.

I always tell people that living here is like living in Downtown Disney. The view from my balcony today confirmed it.

The truck is my husband's. We definitely don't belong in Downtown Disney.

When I turn out of the driveway everyday, this is what I see. It's the Mississippi. I want to go walk down there, but circumstances have prohibited it.

Here's a few more pictures that I've been meaning to post but I never have internet access for very long.

On my way to someplace or other one day, I passed my grandfather's old liquor store. I never went in there myself, but I always liked the little jugs. We used to sing "Little Brown Jug" in my house when we were little. I don't think my grandfather actually went in the store much himself. His partner managed it.

I wouldn't get out of my car in this part of town now, but I risked taking a picture.

This is a picture of a t-shirt that I saw in the hotel that we stayed in the first week after the tree fell. It was encouraging to see that scripture at that time. The girl was nice enough to pose for me, but I came up with a blurry picture anyway. That's okay because everything was looking pretty blurry then.

Another picture from the hotel. I was really glad that we weren't in Building D.

We began with a car and we end with a car. I saw this one at Starbucks. I don't know if you can see the little square bumper sticker to the right. You might be able to see it if you click on the picture. It says, "Love." So, love, coexistence and daleks.



  1. I can't see no silver cat. Grumpy

  2. That little silver streak over the license plate is a Jaguar.


  3. I think Jaguars are beautiful. It's a shame they have such ludicrous fuel consumption and overpriced parts.

  4. As a teenager I was in love with the Jaguar XKE. Here's a picture. Years later I worked with a guy who'd had the same teenage crush. He struck it rich in technology and bought an XKE--pretty much an antique at that point. I think it was a bit of a letdown.

  5. One day, the owner was walking around the car looking for the battery. His wife had to go inside and find the manual. Apparently, they try to keep them looking as nice inside as outside.


  6. My dad bought a second-hand Jaguar in his fifties, but it didn't last long: it was totalled in an accident. I don't remember the details, but he was convinced that in any other car – except maybe a Volvo – he would have been dead.