Monday, September 24, 2012

Junk in the Trunk

Trunk status: 95% packed. 2 suitcases, Kelty backpack, trombone and many miscellaneous items still to go for the back seat. I feel... cautiously confident about the space situation.


Kameko went to the vet this morning. She received the rabies and distemper vaccines as well as the required health certificate to bring her on the ferry. We also discussed sedative options for her. We're going to try a combo of Benadryl and cat pheromones. I also got a prescription for some more heavy-duty kitty drugs, but I'd rather not use them.

Speaking of the ferry, my latest hobby is stalking the M/V Columbia of the Alaska Marine Highway- it's the ship I will sail from Bellingham, Washington to Juneau. They have a real-time map on their website showing you where all of the AMHS vessels are.

http://www.dot.state.ak.us/amhs/map.shtml

Also, I replaced Dent's tires today. It needed to happen- especially considering the cross-country drive. "What are my tire options? I need tires that are good in snow. I'm moving to Alaska." You should have seen the look on the guy's face, and yes, he really asked me, "Are you going to live in an igloo?". Le sigh.

Lastly, but not leastly, this song has become my anthem in the last few days. It's been a favorite of mine for a while, but it seems to have a new-found meaning lately. Rob Dickinson was the lead singer of Catherine Wheel, if you know them...


The End Of The World- Rob Dickinson


Breathe the air again
It's a beautiful day
I wish this moment would stay
With the earth
Some primal paradise
There you go again
Saying everything ends
Saying you can't depend on anything
Or anyone

CHORUS
If the end of the world is near
Where would you choose to be?
If there were five more minutes
Of air
Would you panic and hide?
Or run for your life?
Or stand here and spend them with me?
If we had five more minutes
Would I, could I make you happy?

And we would live again
In the simplest of ways
Living day after day
Like some primal animals
We would love again
In the glorious sense
Were the freedom will come from the truth

CHORUS
If the end of the world is near
Where would you choose to be?
If there were five more minutes
Of air
Would you panic and hide?
Or run for your life?
Or stand here and spend them with me?
If we had five more minutes
Would I, could I make you happy?

So it finally came to pass
I saw the end of the world
I saw the madness unfold
Like some primal burial
I looked back at her
Armageddon
And the moment of truth between her and me

If we had five more minutes
Of air to breathe
And we cried all through it
But you stand here with me
On our last few drags
Of air we agree
I was, you were, happy


1 comment:

  1. Hahah... "Are you going to live in an igloo?".

    Benadryl and cat pheromones sounds like a really interesting cat experience.

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