listening to: the capitol years – it’s the law
I spent Sunday/Monday locationless in the Midwest. Which was um…fun. Basically, I went on a roadtrip with my dad, for the express purpose of retrieving one of our cars in Hicksville, OH. Earlier last week, my dad bought a used Focus for my sister at a dealer in Hicksville, and being as she needed the car immediately, he drove out to get it and left our tank-esque van out there for the week.
Sunday afternoon, we drove out to South Whitley, Indiana in my car. It was good. I never really get opportunities to talk with my dad, and he has a lot of good stories and observations about life in general? Yeah. Life in general. The thing about my dad is that he strongly believes that Fate had a hand in all of his life’s experiences, and that he is located where he is for a reason. Maybe it was the complete lack of religion in my life during my upbringing (I was…ALMOST raised Jewish, in case you wanted to know…), but it’s difficult for me to believe strongly that I am fated to end up in ONE PLACE. I believe in time (which sounds weird, but is kind of some weird philosophy I’ve developed on my own) and maybe…karma? I guess. Something related to karma, anyway. If anything, it’s just good to know that I have such a supportive family, as a musician. It always freaks me out to hear other students talking about how their parents don’t support the idea of being a professional musician, and won’t fund their college education based on that. I love my nerdy, musical family.
Anyway, Sunday night we went to see The Incredibles which…OH MY GOD GO SEE IT NOW. Then we went back to the Fox Double-Reed Products official apartment (haha, not kidding), where I read something other than adulterous East Asian Literature for the first time in a month or more. Neuromancer. Mmmm, books. I slept poorly that night, and was happy to get an early move-on to Hicksville, OH.
Originally, the plan was that I was just going to follow my Dad once he had gotten the car. But then he decided to go back to the Fox Products plant and do some business, thus leaving me on my own. The drive from Hicksville, OH to Normal is a 5-hour deal, making it the longest-ever independant road-trip I’ve taken. And, yeah. I did drive to Iowa in October, but that hardly counts being as it is the easiest interstate drive EVAR. Like, you could put your car on cruise and sleep for that drive–er, at least until you get to Interstate 80, you could. But this was all tiny high-ways and backroads. And…it was great! The weather was perfect, and I managed to take all the routes that stupid semi-trucks didn’t take. I also managed to pass my first vehicle on a two-lane highway, which I had always been TERRIFIED of doing up until that point. Mmm, adventurous.
As for mis-adventures, I had those, too. In Indiana at some point, I was on a four-lane highway, and somehow ended up missing the right-turn that led the route I was on West instead of South, and ended up driving an extra ten or so miles out of my way. I also managed to take a really crazy, curvey extension into Logansport, IN, but that was kind of fun. My last mis-adventure was when I very nearly hit a coyote just outside of Illinois.
I think I have also discovered some of the ultimate music for serious road-trips. Anything Modest Mouse, for one. I mean, their albums are MEANT as driving-music. Also, Stereolab and Tori Amos, specifically “Scarlet’s Walk”. Gah. Even thinking about road-tripping and that album make me want to read American Gods again. Droool, Neil Gaiman.
I’m so relieved I have still retained the ability to mindlessly detail less-than-exciting events, aka blog.