Wheels of a Dream
Moving to New York means selling my car because, let’s face it, I can barely afford to live in the city as it is. (If it costs me $6/day to park in downtown Nashville, I don’t even want to think what an NYC parking bill looks like…) Truth be told, I’m feeling a little guilty about auctioning off my trusty Civic to the highest bidder since it has been such a fine, four-fendered friend these past five years. Accordingly, I made a pro/con list to offset the guilt…
Pros
- No car payments
- No insurance payments
- I can laugh at all of the common folk as they gnash their teeth over rising gas prices
- No more paranoia about running into (yet another) stationary concrete parking lot pillar
Cons
- Nowhere to sing showtunes/old school CCM at the top of my lungs
- The common folk will laugh at me whenever MTA raises the price of a one-month Metrocard
- I’ll have to scrap plans to shoot my long-awaited, suburban take on the classic Whitesnake “Here I Go Again” video

So I like theater, film and pretty much just writing in general. I also like lame jokes. If none of these things interest you, you are probably much cooler than me.