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Oct. 2nd, 2007 04:54 pmWhen I wake up in the Mirror Universe, I'd really appreciate it if you all would wear goatees, so I know I'm in the Mirror Universe and can adjust accordingly.
Oct. 2nd, 2007
There is one thing I've liked since moving to San Marcos. In fact, it's something I looked forward to when I moved here. This is a smallish city in the middle of the Rural Hill Country Texas.
When I first started exploring the area in the late 80s, early 90s, I would come down the old Stagecoach Road. In those days, the road hugged the edge of a cliff on the Blanco River, and Amy and I would always pull over and get a good view of the river below. The whole are was pretty rural until you got into San Marcos proper.
When I moved here a few years ago, I was very happy to have that ruralness back again, but something I missed terribly was the cliffside drive. The road haas been closed off and rerouted away from the edge, and a house now sits on the former roadbed. A subdivision has just opened across from the county park that used to sit alone on the road, and now Yarrington Road at Post, instead of being a sleepy interchange in the middle of no where, is being turned into a fullblown split level interchange.
It's sad, the ruralness is going away. It's going to become harder and harder to escape into the nature. It's taken twenty years to start developing out here, but in a few years, it won't be recognizable anymore, and I'll have lost those fields, just like I lost the cliffside drive.
I'm all for progress - I just wish it wouldn't turn my favorite realities into nostlagic memories as often as it does.
When I first started exploring the area in the late 80s, early 90s, I would come down the old Stagecoach Road. In those days, the road hugged the edge of a cliff on the Blanco River, and Amy and I would always pull over and get a good view of the river below. The whole are was pretty rural until you got into San Marcos proper.
When I moved here a few years ago, I was very happy to have that ruralness back again, but something I missed terribly was the cliffside drive. The road haas been closed off and rerouted away from the edge, and a house now sits on the former roadbed. A subdivision has just opened across from the county park that used to sit alone on the road, and now Yarrington Road at Post, instead of being a sleepy interchange in the middle of no where, is being turned into a fullblown split level interchange.
It's sad, the ruralness is going away. It's going to become harder and harder to escape into the nature. It's taken twenty years to start developing out here, but in a few years, it won't be recognizable anymore, and I'll have lost those fields, just like I lost the cliffside drive.
I'm all for progress - I just wish it wouldn't turn my favorite realities into nostlagic memories as often as it does.
There is one thing I've liked since moving to San Marcos. In fact, it's something I looked forward to when I moved here. This is a smallish city in the middle of the Rural Hill Country Texas.
When I first started exploring the area in the late 80s, early 90s, I would come down the old Stagecoach Road. In those days, the road hugged the edge of a cliff on the Blanco River, and Amy and I would always pull over and get a good view of the river below. The whole are was pretty rural until you got into San Marcos proper.
When I moved here a few years ago, I was very happy to have that ruralness back again, but something I missed terribly was the cliffside drive. The road haas been closed off and rerouted away from the edge, and a house now sits on the former roadbed. A subdivision has just opened across from the county park that used to sit alone on the road, and now Yarrington Road at Post, instead of being a sleepy interchange in the middle of no where, is being turned into a fullblown split level interchange.
It's sad, the ruralness is going away. It's going to become harder and harder to escape into the nature. It's taken twenty years to start developing out here, but in a few years, it won't be recognizable anymore, and I'll have lost those fields, just like I lost the cliffside drive.
I'm all for progress - I just wish it wouldn't turn my favorite realities into nostlagic memories as often as it does.
When I first started exploring the area in the late 80s, early 90s, I would come down the old Stagecoach Road. In those days, the road hugged the edge of a cliff on the Blanco River, and Amy and I would always pull over and get a good view of the river below. The whole are was pretty rural until you got into San Marcos proper.
When I moved here a few years ago, I was very happy to have that ruralness back again, but something I missed terribly was the cliffside drive. The road haas been closed off and rerouted away from the edge, and a house now sits on the former roadbed. A subdivision has just opened across from the county park that used to sit alone on the road, and now Yarrington Road at Post, instead of being a sleepy interchange in the middle of no where, is being turned into a fullblown split level interchange.
It's sad, the ruralness is going away. It's going to become harder and harder to escape into the nature. It's taken twenty years to start developing out here, but in a few years, it won't be recognizable anymore, and I'll have lost those fields, just like I lost the cliffside drive.
I'm all for progress - I just wish it wouldn't turn my favorite realities into nostlagic memories as often as it does.
Get a credit card, and use it and suddenly you're completely innundated with offers. I'm half tempted to apply for every last one of them, max them out with traveler's checks, and fund my SRS on my the death of my credit rating. However I've been dutifully shredding them all knowing full well I can barely afford a second one.
Ut's amazing the amounts of offers I've gotten, and they ways they get you to think you've got a card (I've got so many "THIS COULD BE YOURS!" cards I'm thinking of making a collection). I have one card, it's a $200 limit, and I'm doing fine with that. But now - I got an offer I'd been waiting for.
My bank. The bank that has seen every single overdraft I've made (and been responsible for more than a few of them through dodgy transaction sequencing) has made the mistake of offering me a card. I applied for it and will use both the cards to be emergency money for when I go to Seattle. Once I'm settled into Seattle - I'll kill my non-bank card and keep my bank card.
Or keep it and fund my SRS with it, one of the two......
Ut's amazing the amounts of offers I've gotten, and they ways they get you to think you've got a card (I've got so many "THIS COULD BE YOURS!" cards I'm thinking of making a collection). I have one card, it's a $200 limit, and I'm doing fine with that. But now - I got an offer I'd been waiting for.
My bank. The bank that has seen every single overdraft I've made (and been responsible for more than a few of them through dodgy transaction sequencing) has made the mistake of offering me a card. I applied for it and will use both the cards to be emergency money for when I go to Seattle. Once I'm settled into Seattle - I'll kill my non-bank card and keep my bank card.
Or keep it and fund my SRS with it, one of the two......
Get a credit card, and use it and suddenly you're completely innundated with offers. I'm half tempted to apply for every last one of them, max them out with traveler's checks, and fund my SRS on my the death of my credit rating. However I've been dutifully shredding them all knowing full well I can barely afford a second one.
Ut's amazing the amounts of offers I've gotten, and they ways they get you to think you've got a card (I've got so many "THIS COULD BE YOURS!" cards I'm thinking of making a collection). I have one card, it's a $200 limit, and I'm doing fine with that. But now - I got an offer I'd been waiting for.
My bank. The bank that has seen every single overdraft I've made (and been responsible for more than a few of them through dodgy transaction sequencing) has made the mistake of offering me a card. I applied for it and will use both the cards to be emergency money for when I go to Seattle. Once I'm settled into Seattle - I'll kill my non-bank card and keep my bank card.
Or keep it and fund my SRS with it, one of the two......
Ut's amazing the amounts of offers I've gotten, and they ways they get you to think you've got a card (I've got so many "THIS COULD BE YOURS!" cards I'm thinking of making a collection). I have one card, it's a $200 limit, and I'm doing fine with that. But now - I got an offer I'd been waiting for.
My bank. The bank that has seen every single overdraft I've made (and been responsible for more than a few of them through dodgy transaction sequencing) has made the mistake of offering me a card. I applied for it and will use both the cards to be emergency money for when I go to Seattle. Once I'm settled into Seattle - I'll kill my non-bank card and keep my bank card.
Or keep it and fund my SRS with it, one of the two......
Is it me, or is Sarah Jane in the latest Sarah Jane Adventures dressed up as Tom Baker? White shirt with bit collars and coffs, brown vest, maroon coat with big boots with fold down cuffs?
Sure looks like him. :D
Sure looks like him. :D
