“He’s in love with rock’n'roll woaahh
He’s in love with gettin’ stoned woaahh
He’s in love with Janie Jones”
-The Clash
“Janie Jones” has been stuck in my head all night. It’s driving me absolutely mad. Now I’m listening to Blonde Redhead to try and drown it out, but it just isn’t working. “Janie Jones” and “Violent Life” just don’t mix well together.
Bolton Motors called today with an estimate on the repairs to my car…$1300. So I decided to donate the car to American Lung for a tax write off and to purchase a new-used car. This means I will be carless for the week as I seek a new one. No car, no job. No job, no car. Funny how it works that way. I’ve never been thrilled living in a state where I have to be dependent on my vehicle. I would really like to live in a city where I can have no car, no gas, no repairs. High rent would make it all worth it. From what I understand the best cities for transportation are Seattle, San Fran and NYC. Boston isn’t all that bad either. Rent in SF is just too high. Same as NYC, but I would move to either for the right job. I almost moved to Seattle when I was offered a job with Sub Pop Records, but because of matters beyond my control, that didn’t work out. Boston, I always wanted to end up in Boston when I was in high school, but it has sent lost its allure. My eyes now turn more westward…southwestward to be exact, but not exactly South. Maybe New Orleans.
There are people who have been reading what I write and reading over what I have written, I don’t really know why.
About Bolton Motors. I don’t trust them. When I went to bring my poorly functioning vehicle home so I can donate it later my paranoia was peaked. The ice covered the hood all the way up the window, as if the hood was never opened. Also, there was no snow under my car, but there was snow around my car. It was as if they never actually looked at my car. This is extreme paranoia, this I know, but I have had issues with Bolton Motors in the past.
I once requested that they return my parts to me and they said that they had sent them back to the company they get parts from because they get money for them. I suggested they take the money from the parts off of my bill and they said it was already worked in. I didn’t believe them. In fact, I still don’t. I don’t think they always fix what they say they are fixing and they play up my mechanical ignorance. It could be argued that I bring it upon myself by not knowing anything about the machinery that makes my car go “VROOM!”…but honestly, I should be able to safely bring my car to a mechanic and not be afraid of being taken for a ride. Is it Germany where you need a license to be a mechanic? I agree with that. Repairs to cars sometimes cost more than when a doctor is repairing my body and doctors need a license.
Did I really download “St. Elmo’s Fire” into my computer? That is a song I don’t want in my head as I go to sleep….
