Showing posts with label driving. Show all posts
Showing posts with label driving. Show all posts

Thursday, May 3

In Which We Have A Grand Time

We are all in Aaron's Ford Explorer: Sally, Holly, Anna, Kellen, Andrew, Aaron, Courtney and myself. It is early morning, they are all eager to be off. I race back from buying a granola bar from a vending machine underneath a stand of trees and hop into the moving car.

We arrive at a store. The entryway is a little dumpy, dusty, and crammed with useless stuff. Everything is a faded grey-brown. Moving into the next room, the treelike architecture remains, but the rooms are white and very spacious. The ambient lighting seems to emanate from the floor. There are display stands of shoes, and out on the balcony there are designer suits an strings of beads. It seems that there is some sort of high-class function going on, like an art show but with clothing. A large man in a purple suit sips his martini while his buxom blonde companion laughs at a private joke.

We are done shopping, people seem to have gotten what they need. We pile back into the car, and Courtney drives us off into the woods. I sit behind the driver's seat, and on a tray table in front of me there is a touchpad, like on a laptop. Courtney jokingly lets go of the wheel, and I find that by pretending there is a small steering wheel flat on the touchpad, I can control the car with my pointer fingers. I push forward, and the car lurches onto the road. Everyone seems to think Courtney is still driving, so she puts her hands in the air. Everyone screams delightedly as I clumsily speed us down a dirt road through trees.

Tuesday, March 6

Let It Be

I am riding in the car with my mom through the middle of nowhere. The only monument in sight on the beige plain is a giant casino, which we leave behind. Finally, up ahead I spot a square building and parking lot. My mother begins driving insanely fast, and I assume it is a bank that we must reach before it closes, but it turns out it is just a cheap shoe store. We do several 360s on the parking lot as my mom tries to figure out if it is closed, and then we screech out of the parking lot back to the casino.

In the parking lot of the casino, I try to move about unnoticed, following someone. This is made easier by the fact that the cars are replaced by tall objects, somewhat like anthills. I catch up to the person I am following, and then some events take place which involve me giving a piggy back ride to this person, trying to dance while doing this, and him becoming paralyzed. My uncle arrives in the parking lot, and I gather from his presence that the paralysis of the person on my back is a hereditary disease that his family didn't want me to know about. He says nothing, being paralyzed, but I know he wants to.

The casino is also High School, and I am visiting Kelly Mason. She tells me about her schedule and I ask if she has much homework. She says she has a ton, and very little time to do it in, but her mother will help her by typing up her lab report. I laugh, wishing I could get my parents to help me with my homework when I am busy.
Kelly starts to say something else about her job, but I don't hear what she says, because I have begun singing "Let It Be". I look her in the eye, indicating that I can't stop now, and in any case singing is what's most important in this moment. Matt Kent understands and joins in.

We go to lunch in the cafeteria, where the cashier charges me $1.50. There is so much good food, I am amazed, and wish I could eat like this every day.