I should have listened to Esther and done it back when the Gateway first broke.
Last night I graced a gentleman with my company for the night. He owns an oil company and I could not resist the goldmine of a sociological train wreck that is me in this crazily Christian town, in the middle of an oil boom, in a hotel room with an oil company owner. I thought I would learn something about oil companies, and I think I did, though I don’t think I can articulate it just yet except that perhaps it has more to do with beer and cocaine than I’d thought. Also, it was cold outside and the heat’s going out on the van (vacuum compression, Possum says), and me and Bro enjoyed the warm hotel room.
He’s a very generous gentleman and he gave me, among other things, a thousand dollar walmart gift card. Which I promptly used to buy a Dell Inspiron. It’s got two gigs of memory, and a hundred sixty gig hard drive. I remember when hard drives were two gigs! It seems to have a built in webcam, too, though I haven’t explored that yet. I also got a new inverter (now I’ve got two), a laptop carrier, one of those cool compartmentalized little travel bags that I’m obsessed with, some fake eyelashes, a lug wrench, and copious amounts of fancy olives, artichokes, and pesto. Turns out it’s not hard to spend $969 at walmart. Which, all things considered, is a rather hilarious number.