So I got to ride public transit out to the 'burbs today for the first time in I think a couple years. I'd really forgotten how much people stare at me — living in the Queen West SoHo people don't really look twice at me, and when they do it's usually to ask a relatively intelligent question.
The suburbs — appropriately known as “the ugly wall of suburbia” in Priscilla — are my most hated geographic region (I class most mid-sized cities as suburbs as well). To me at least, they have none of the benefits that the city offers, but also none of the benefits of the country — literally the worst of both worlds.
Anyway, I picked up the Jeep, and luckily it passed its emissions inspection even though it's not running cats like it's supposed to. I'm running a new (well, new in 1999 when I put it in) fuelly 318 in it, so it runs very cleanly and reliably. Now I just have to put in a block heater and I'm ready for winter.
I'd also forgotten how much people stare at the Jeep — people literally pull up beside, match my speed, miss their turn offs, etc… I even had one guy pull up to me and tell me that he had a picture of my truck on his wall — he'd taken a photo of it two years ago!
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