Collections and Cars. Write about any collections you have, and the cars you’ve owned.
Three years of earning virtually no money has significantly cut my collections. I simply don’t have the resources to do that sort of thing anymore.
When I was a kid, I collected baseball and football cards. There’s a Brett Favre rookie card somewhere at my mom’s house. Yes, it’s strange seeing him in a Failcons helmet.
I bought that card at a show on one of the posts in Germany. Hanau, maybe? He’d just taken over the job with the Peckers, and I’m a double-legacy at Southern Landmass, so I thought it was kinda cool. But I was also thirteen, and it was 1993. The ideas of what was cool were a bit off.
Cars. I don’t currently own one; I’m too blind to drive. I sold my last one, a 2003 Mustang GT at the end of 2013. The proceeds largely went to support me and my wife after I’d gotten laid off for the second time in a year.
Similarly, the proceeds from the sale of my 2001 Jeep Wrangler were largely used after I got laid off in 2013. The Wrangler didn’t net me very much; it had something like 260,000 miles on it when I sold it. Original clutch. How I managed that is completely beyond me.
I sold my 1992 Wrangler back to my dad for a dollar. He sold it to a nearby used car dealership. I think it had something like 180,000 miles on it.
I never had a car with an automatic transmission.
Living in Tidewater without a car is very difficult. Thankfully, I am afforded telecommute opportunities in my current position. Getting to my work site via public transit is possible, but it takes a long time, and requires two transfers. It aslo takes about an hour and a half if I hit the schedules just right.
I don’t really know what else I can say, other than the idea of living an an exburb holds no appeal for me these days.
My mother sometimes speaks fo “living off the land.” How about no? Not something that ever really held much appeal for me, and even less as I’ve aged. Not being able to drive has compounded it.
I rahter like indoor plumbing and hot water. Maybe that makes me a bad person.