"a blizzard, just to show she did not care"

[jazzfish]

And the new dead leaves they made the trees
Look like children with grey hair

Snow and ice yesterday. Spent the afternoon curled up on the couch with uilos watching the ground gradually turn from green-brown to white. A good ending to an overall excellent weekend.

There's a diner in Friendship Heights that shows movies every night. By "shows movies" I mean "has a separate room attached to the diner, and a projection TV and DVD player." We caught Heat there on Friday night. The chill and the overloud heaters tried their hardest but failed to detract from the experience of watching one of the greatest crime dramas ever made. Satyrday was Pan's Labyrinth at the AFI Silver (gorgeous theatre, gorgeous movie) and then gaming at rislyn's new digs.

This morning I actually put on boots and my trenchcoat, despite it being in the upper thirties. Good decisions both, as it turned out. I went out to scrape the car at just before eight. After some effort I managed to pull the door open, dumping ice shards onto the driver's seat. I hit something on the key fob while dusting off the seat and the car honked three times. "Huh," I said. Started up the engine so that it could be warming up while I scraped the ice off, closed the door, and went to work on the windshield. After a bit I decided I should really turn the defrogger on. So I went to open the door.

No luck. I appear to have bumped the LOCK button while mucking around with the ice on the seat.

The rental office doesn't open 'til 8:30, giving me plenty of time to finish scraping the car. Eventually someone showed up and I got into my apartment and retrieved my spare car keys.

So I have no idea whether it actually takes me longer to scrape my car than it does to drive to work; I took my sweet time scraping the car this morning. I still suspect this to be the case, though.

Comments

[skreidle.livejournal.com]

I thought it was strange that I'd already visited both of your links, but as it turns out, they point to nowhere. :)

[vond.livejournal.com]

Man, having a garage changes your life. Provided you don't fill it up with so much crap that you can't put cars in it, of course.

keys

[jonny-law.livejournal.com]

I've always kept my car keys on a separate keyring from my house keys. I was told to do this when carjacking as the crime in the headlines so that carjackers would not get access to your home as well as stealing your car, back when I lived in a place where carjackers were bogeymen, not a reality. From listening to Car Talk I can add to that reasoning that heavy key chains can put unusual stress on the ignition and may rarely lead to car problems.

However, the only time I've encountered a practical use for this habit mirrors your situation, which is that keeping spare car keys at home is only useful if you do not also lock your house keys inside your car.

The reverse situation can be minimized if you always keep the clump of keys together when not in use, but at least you'll be able to drive to whomever keeps your spare house keys if it occurs.

[pooka798.livejournal.com]

What's the diner in Friendship Heights?

It's about Time, having enough time to do what you want

[jonny-law.livejournal.com]

I was watching Heat again last night, and other than the sense that Michael Mann cannot write women, it is one of the few movies that justifies a 3 hour run-time.

Vincent Hanna: I don't know how to do anything else.
Neil McCauley: Neither do I.
Vincent Hanna: I don't much want to either.
Neil McCauley: Neither do I.

Now I will have to find and watch Collateral.