I was reading about the Milgram experiment again this morning. I find psychological stuff fascinating. One thing I hadn't known about the experiment before was that Milgram had polled both psych students and colleagues beforehand about what they thought the results might be, and few of them guessed the truth. In retrospect, and knowing what we know now, it's unsurprising to me that a majority of people would follow authority even against their own consciences.
Just now, I was at a friend's blog talking about POV choices, and it reminded me of a tense-choice I made years ago. I had originally written Wish in One Hand in third person with a totally different general storyline. A whole novel, shitcanned in favor of a tense change. In case you're not a writer, that's a LOT of work in the dumper there. I think the first draft of that was like 236 pages. Useless and doomed to sit forever in the labyrinth of my folder system.
I took yesterday off. Of like everything. I watched TV and I ate. Bacon cheeseburgers with french fries cooked in bacon grease and store-bought cheesecake. Yum.
Oh, we did make the decision to bite the bullet, raid the savings, and schedule a full brake job on old Cally Cavalier. In this super-hilly country, it's definitely necessary. That's set for tomorrow. I drop the car off in the morning and pick it up in the afternoon. Time to dust off The Jeepster for a little shuttling work. Thank goodness for the second vehicle or I'd be stuck sitting at either the shop or the bar down the highway a piece for 5-6 hours. It's too far out in the middle of nowhere to walk anywhere else. I could take a book, but sitting for that long on questionable seats would wreck me.
Cross your fingers for me. This is an untried mechanic for us. I mean, he came highly recommended by a guy who knows him and knows vehicles (a retired truck mechanic actually), but there's always a concern when dealing with any new [professional, doncha know.
I'll be sitting here tomorrow like a worried mama who's baby is in the hospital. I've had Cally for 19 years now.
I joked with Hubs yesterday that I'm going to name the new brakes Rover. Cuz I could've used that money to get a dog. We laughed and laughed. LOL, I kill me. And he might if I keep joking that way. Ba dump bump... ting.
And on that note... What's on your this-n-that list today?