The ORSE concluded with an unusual Sunday mooring in the Armpit of New England. (More to follow on the exam itself, in another post.) I had duty yesterday, so it wasn't until this morning until I could reunite with all the familiar things. The Blue Trooper's engine rumbling. The New Nexus of Hate. Decent food. The Elixir of Joy. Television and the Internet...and a presidential campaign nearing its death knell. One unique aspect of this return to port was voting by absentee ballot. And having been away for so long, there was a surplus of American dollars in my bank account. Thus a low-grade shopping spree ensued. (Don't worry, I also moved money into savings, which are nearing $31,000.) The big splurge was for a 750 gigabyte hard drive. I bought this to support a newly established goal: obtaining Star Trek. All of it. And it can back up a lot of other stuff too.
Two other morale enhancements were purchased this afternoon. One was an admission to the Webster Theater in Hartford this Wednesday night. That's right, Sara B is a go! It likely involves a direct departure from work, but I'm mad stoked for it. I'm presently enjoying a preview of what I'll see two nights hence. Sara's new DVD, Between the Lines: Sara Bareilles Live at the Fillmore was released last week. I looked at Best Buy and Wal-Mart, to no avail. After that, I moved into "obtain at all costs" mode; I was prepared to cover the length and breadth of the Armpit to find a copy. I needed travel no further than the FYE in the Crystal Mall, and so wonderful sights and sounds fill my living room. Even though we know Sara does it for love, let there be no mistake: I do it for the lulz.
One thing I wasn't expecting at all was to see this on the way back to the Blue Trooper:
I knew crude oil and gasoline prices dropped, but the sheer magnitude was a bit shocking.
The countdown is under two hundred, and the path from here is a lot more primrose that it was even four days ago. It is all smiles, and the pleasure is all on this side of the table.