oneirophrenia | Feeling like a vandalized Vermeer (Reply)

I just put another starter in my car. This is the third one I've put in it in under eighteen months. Fortunately this time my car was here in Uniontown, and the starter never quite died--just started acting sluggish--so fortunately this time I got to take it to my one old friend's garage, and he fixed it for around $125 all told. I had him check over my entire engine, too, to see if there is anything obviously wrong with it that would be killing these starters, and he couldn't find anything. I guess starters just don't like me. *sigh* Nonetheless, it's not gonna matter in the long run, since I plan on getting rid of this sinking ship of a car sometime in the next four or five months. I'd certainly like to replace it with a Hyundia or some sort, but, then again, I'd also like to see if I could scrounge up a Jeep of some sort--a vehicle that I can take offroad and beat around the mountains this summer. I haven't been to Pine Knob in ages, and that's just not right.

In much better, lest costly news...man, do I want to see Girl with a Pearl Earring this weekend. I've recently rediscovered my love of Flemish painters, and even though I've never been that fond of the actual painting "Girl with a Pearl Earring," I generally like Vermeer's output and his life has always fascinated me--as has his timeperiod. I just know that after seeing this film, I will be all inspired again to continue plotting out my epic retelling of Hieronymous Bosch's "life"--which will be entirely fictitious, since next to nothing is actually known about the man, and will involve lots of psychotropic visions, communications with esoteric dimensions populated by fantastic (and oftimes psychotically violent) beings, and tulips.