Well it's a strange old game you learn it slow
One step forward and it's back you go
You're standing on the throttle
You're standing on the brake
In the groove 'til you make a mistake
Sometimes you're the windshield
Sometimes you're the bug
Sometimes it all comes together baby
Sometimes you're just a fool in love
Sometimes you're the Louisville Slugger
Sometimes you're the ball
Sometimes it all comes together
Sometimes you're gonna lose it all […]
Mark Knopfler, "The Bug"
Bit of a crimp in my BlogHer plans: My car Karza's front windshield was cratered last night. I was laying in bed and I heard it happen, but I didn't realize what happened until A. and I were leaving our apartment this morning.
I'd take it to my car dealership's finance office and get an early start on paying down the loan I took out two weeks ago. That'd leave about $8,000 more to go, or about 20 months and one good tax return away from renewed freedom and clarity. The car's name is Karza. I'm told that's Hindi for "debt." Don't get me wrong, I'm happy with it and happier I can get the loan at all, but I miss the three years I spent running around in my old, banged-up, sturdy, reliable and oh-so-paid-off '98 Nissan Sentra. Not having to pay anyone anything at all, that's my piece of the rock, Jack.