A nice weekend, by the way. The Element odometer turned a hundred miles on Saturday, one week after driving it off the dealer's lot. You thought I was kidding about the miles I put on my cars? Many people would have turned a hundred miles in the second hour. Still, nice, no regrets.
The old Toyota is gone, sold to a friend in immediate need of cheap wheels this weekend. I'd been planning to post a picture on CraigsList to see what CraigsList was about or donate it to the San Francisco SPCA as I'd done with my last car, but it was off the street and gone in a matter of hours after the phone call. That is good. Now to get the breakin mileage out of the way so I can take it out on the yellow brick road and shoot some pictures. A life of excitement, here in Oakland.
I picked up a couple of domain names the other day, www.hereinoakland.com and www.thereinoakland.com. No, they're still sitting on the shelf, and no, I have no exact idea of what I'm going to do with them, but I realize something is obviously brewing in the depths of my brain. I'll undoubtedly take years to put them together, something I've learned from reading this journal, but I consider this a good sign, not dissimilar to this buying of a car last month after years of procrastination, signs that I'm coming out of my funk. My terminal funk. My been in it for most of my life funk. Here in Oakland.