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Sunday, July 17, 2005

Hits the spot

Now, this is going to sound a little odd to those of you who don't have the unique pleasure of parking a car in New York City. And maybe it will still sound odd to those of you who do. But I have a sworn parking enemy -- my car's doppelganger.

This evil twin is an aging, lapis blue Neon, much like my eight-year-old car. It's similarly outdated, a vehicle that harkens back to the glory days of the mid-nineties. Its driver, like me, probably doesn't care a stitch about status, only using the car to get to and fro.

A better person might think it's cute that its car has a twin, probably driven by someone in the same building. (A saner person might not have noticed.) But day after day, no matter what, that stinking car has a better parking space than me.

To be honest, the doppelganger haunts me. After a long day, I often find myself parking next to this ugly, corrugated metal fence a four long blocks away from my apartment. It's simply insulting, after a long day of work, to trudge home and have the twin Neon sitting smugly a few yards from my doorway. The nerve of that car!

I've never seen its driver, though I have a lot of theories about her -- and it HAS to be a her. I imagine she is unemployed, which explains how she can just spend her days circling the neighborhood until a spot opens up in front of our building. She can't be independently wealthy, or else she'd have a better ride. But maybe she's simply a cheapskate, spending her inheritance on lavish vacations or some sort of noble charity endeavour.

And sadly, she probably doesn't even know my car exists -- since she's never had to walk by it to get home. That's just totally insulting.

But this afternoon, I tasted victory for the very first time. I came home from running errands, pulled down my block and saw a spot directly in front of my door. This has NEVER happened.

And what made this better was that my evil doppelganger was down the block! I took photos to memorialize the moment. Not sure what people thought when I was shooting pix of these cars. And I couldn't exactly say, "Oh, don't mind me. I'm just documenting the fact that I got a better spot than my car's doppelganger."

Here is the evil twin, with my door in the background:

And here is my car! Triumph!

Lest you worry I've gone even further off the deep end, I am also doing a little crocheting. I'm working on a cute pattern from Keridiana's new website. It's super 70s inspired and perfect for mint acrylic yarn, in my humble opinion. Here it is so far:

Also, I just learned of the wonders of podcasts, particularly
Knitcasts! Basically, these are interviews with knit designers, bloggers and other craft celebrities that can be download for enjoyment on an iPod. (Please excuse my pedestrian explanation). My first Knitcast was with Stefanie from Glampyre. A careful (or crazy) reader will see the meta irony in this -- a few posts back, I showed one of Stefanie's creations -- the ever-popular one-skein wonder -- hugging my ipod mini. How's that for full circle?


Blogger Sluggo said...

I knew it.

It was only a matter of time until you sold your eternal soul to the almighty parking gods for a few, fleeting moments of urban parking rhapsody. Maybe you can challenge Satan himself to a knit-off to win back your soul. Or maybe I've just been awake for about 36 hours. No matter.

10:58 PM  
Blogger Tara said...

Dude, I don't think you're crazy! When I lived in SF, it would take me about 45 min to find a parking spot....I feel your pain.

And which pattern are you working on???

8:24 AM  
Anonymous christine said...

That's too funny! Car wars in NYC, gotta love it! Yey for you getting what Bevin and I term "hollywood starlet parking" it usually escapes us as well too!
Don't you just luv Keridiana'a new site?? I can't believe that chick, WHERE DOES SHE GET THE TIME? She has to be THE most EFFICIENT knitter EVER!
I'll have you know that my husband (upon returning from work last night) filled me in that he attempted to clean off some sand but I got beligerent with him and passed out naked in the bed instead. I was wondering why there were a bunch of sandy baby wipes in the sink in the morning! Plus, since I hurt my back I couldn't change the sheets!! Oh the horror! He cleaned everything up last night, great man that he is. PS, I had puke in my hair. I kept getting whiffs before it finally dawned on me. I'm a total mess!

11:54 AM  
Anonymous christine said...

That was hillarious! Mine always looks like seedy personal ads too! (Hence my model Bevin, plus she's alot thinner than me so it all looks more aesthetically pleasing when using her!)

11:36 AM  
Anonymous Keridiana said...

Aw, thanks for dropping a word. I got my hair permed today, and that was kind of a pick me up. :) I hope the pattern for aflutter goes well. I love the color you chose! Please feel free to email me if the wording is not clear to you, okay? PS I hate parking in NYC, too, with utmost passion.

11:42 PM  

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