Keri On Cars

Thursday night I’d had it, that familiar feeling of GAH.

So Friday I packed a bag, walked down to the closet car rental spot (I’m still without wheels) and said, hi one car please.

Ended up with a Jeep. Won’t be buying a Jeep.

If you need a car though, go here and see Bedi, he’s awesome. It was his last vehicle, which he scrambled to get me, because as he said, “I want you to be able to walk down like this and know you’ll get a car”.

I got in and drove it all over.

I took tons of photos, here’s one.

That’s it for now, because I invented a Keri On Security episode using them, so I’ll post them in a couple weeks.

Great city to return home to.

I decompressed using:

My Summer’11 routine…I walk down to the water, see the yellow arrow? I tuck in behind there (you can’t see me from the path), and I make a sushi picnic.

Walked home and settled back into my plotting.

I’ll explain more via video next week what you’re looking at, basically it’s my masterplan for my two shows, and I was deeeep into it.

So I’m flipping between excitedly Sharpie-ing up calendars and spreadsheets, to very still, deep, concentration.

Hand over mouth always.

Like my nomenclature?  Haha, I kill me sometimes.

And that’s how I didn’t notice the extreme storm coming in through my balcony door.

It’s almost okay today. That thing is oooold, a decade anyway. It’s the first ever Chameleon couch with wheels. They sell them with that option now, and that was allll me.

Can’t wait to start sharing my ideas with you, this security show of mine, oh man, wait till you see. Haven’t been this excited in a while.

Not in the city anymore.

This is CFB Borden, our Forces largest training facility, and birthplace of our Air Force. I came to cheer on my friends who competed all weekend in a long range rifle competition.

En route to the range, I saw this.

They were filming a helicopter scene, kinda neat. Here’s the IMDB page, here’s some good photos at BlogTO.

I doubt this applies to me. Carry on. Keri on. HA.

Found my friends, watched the award ceremony.

That’s how long range rifle wins are celebrated.  The ORA is 130 years old this year; that’s old.

Bet you $5 an Eos has never before been photographed in this setting, HA again.

We always go to Tim’s after. Wait, I haven’t told you that before have I: I’m a good shot. A post for another day.

These guys have been my pals for years, and they know me well.  On the right is Andy, to whom I gave the first quilt I ever made, click here to see.

While I was away from the table they put part of my cookie in a tiny ziploc bag. Then when taking this photo, I turned back and they’d been holding it up for the camera.

I’m not even gonna try to explain the joke, but all of Borden heard my laugh. That ziploc is on my fridge now.

Then I came home to these giant Twitter threads.

I found this extremely funny.

The green arrow points to what kicked it all off, and this will likely make zero sense to you, but just know: the top right was how it was.

Twitter has changed a lot, back in 2008 it was just… different. If you don’t use Twitter you won’t understand this.

Actually, if you don’t, I don’t understand you. It’s the great equalizer!  Like, you _do_ realize you can now reach anyone in the world.  That’s never existed before.  I have a video in my head about Twitter, to make in the fall.

Then to cap off my fantastic Sunday, random fireworks #GoodSign

One Saturday Volkswagen invited me to a parking lot by Ontario Place.

They asked which cars caught my eye, then, “okay, here. Now make it go as fast as possible around this awesome track we’ve built.” And then the angels sang.

Here’s footage from a rearview-mirror-mounted camera.

Casie cleverly filmed another round from the back seat.

I’d have stayed all day if I could.

Thanks for being great hosts, Kristi and Danie (who should be in this photo).

This is the new 2012 Beetle, and the only one in Canada.

Better, non!? Less hippie-ish, girly.

Look at the interiors, see the consistency? Mine’s a ’99, below.

Also, to talk photography for a sec, this may be one of my best framing jobs to date.

I’ll now conclude with…

… don’t VW and I match very well wink?!

This driving event was 3 weeks ago, and my car had just broke down, remember?

They emailed me shortly after, they felt my woes, how about an Eos for a week to help out?  Thank you very much yes please!

I’ve been flying around, morning drives, Grandma and errands, a road trip yesterday, and not showing up places sloppy from riding my bike.

I’ll leave you with this.

See the sign? I placed that in my parking spot when it was empty, for good luck. It worked.

Yellow arrows – that’s my parking job BOOM first time like a glooooove.

Here lies the studio beneath my buddies cel tower. Not putting a RIP anywhere, not giving up hope.

Two weeks ago the horn started going off by itself. Like three times a minute. I’d drive past people with both hands in the air, smiling while it honked at them.

Halfway to my destination it started to stutter, and I could hear the electricity arcing under the steering wheel.

Swapped some fuses around, and broke one with my knife, which is normally used to open the glovebox.  It’s all class here.  The passenger windows don’t go down, which really highlights the exhaust leak.

Much as I like adventure, this happening is no longer funny.  Plus I’m out of tows.

When I do get new car, I’d like another VW.  I was ridiculously hard on this thing, and it always performed.  The heater is still really hot.  And the ergonomics, ahhhhh yes to those.

CAA to the rescue.

If you’re driving without CAA, I’m shaking my head at you right now. The average tow costs minimum $100, annual membership isn’t much more than that, I’ve never met a CAA driver I didn’t like. And I’ve met many.

Then Suzy came and rescued me roadside, complete with a hot homemade meal.

My bff is better than your bff.

This is the longest I’ve been without a car in 10+ years. I’ve argued with people that you just can’t live a big life without one.

No no, they retort, there’s bicycles and TTC…  no, you hippies are wrong.  Your world shrinks to become too small, too few options, dream bigger.