post-apocalyptic tennis
May. 19th, 2003 08:22 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
brightbluegirlAfter I got home from work last night we ate great big salads and went out to play tennis.
We don't actually have any SKILL at playing tennis. Hell, I don't even know the rules. So for us, playing tennis is hitting a ball across the net to each other, and trying to keep going for as long as possible before one of us accidentally hits the ball over the fence, and then starting it all over again.
I don't want to learn the rules of tennis, either. It's more fun this way. More collaborative than competitive.
Then we went to Walmart. Damn the evil super walmart. We went there to get a bike tube, and a camping pillow, and propane - the last things, other than food, that we needed to get for our camping trip last week. Oh, and razor blades for the boy.
That would have been fine, but we got a food processor too.
Glorious day! I've wanted a food processor for quite a while. It was relatively cheap, and it's a Black & Decker, so the quality is ok.
But it's not a purchase we NEEDED to make, if you follow.
Anyway, then we went home and watched the Simpsons season finales (Go Canada!), and then finished watching the pride of my B-horror flick vhs collection - Night Of The Comet.
We were bad and didn't do our 1/3 workout though. :(
So the whole post-apocalyptic survival thing got me thinking (again) about what I would do in the event of something like that.
Andrew, too.
The usual, I think... get the biggest U-haul we can, get guns, get lots of canned foods, roll a pharmacy, get as many how-to books as possible (including medical books - basic and not so basic first aid and midwifery books in particular), batteries up the wazoo, maps, a geiger counter... just everything.
And drive like hell to someplace in Northern Canada, and hide out in a cabin. Make us a cozy little home that we can protect and be safe(ish) in.
Andrew suggested that we set up home in the back of the u-haul, and just keep driving around... that could be cool. Possibly less safe... but who knows what the world would actually be like.
I think people get excited about the possibilites of a post-apocalyptic world because they don't like the world they live in now.
I admit, I'm one of those. (But I'm not stupid.. I'm not romanticizing it. There will still be the law of the strong and the gun, there won't be as much medical knowledge, there won't even be as much bug spray...)
I don't necessarily think that the end of the world is coming in my lifetime. I'm thinking more of another Dark Age. Not pretty, but not as bad as it could be.
However, I can't help but think how nice it would be, how SAFE it would feel, to move now and start collecting all the things we'd need. To prepare for the worst, and live removed from the lowest common denominator (and big cities). To become a hermit, and only go into town once a month.
Sometimes, my hatred of people is overwhelming.
We don't actually have any SKILL at playing tennis. Hell, I don't even know the rules. So for us, playing tennis is hitting a ball across the net to each other, and trying to keep going for as long as possible before one of us accidentally hits the ball over the fence, and then starting it all over again.
I don't want to learn the rules of tennis, either. It's more fun this way. More collaborative than competitive.
Then we went to Walmart. Damn the evil super walmart. We went there to get a bike tube, and a camping pillow, and propane - the last things, other than food, that we needed to get for our camping trip last week. Oh, and razor blades for the boy.
That would have been fine, but we got a food processor too.
Glorious day! I've wanted a food processor for quite a while. It was relatively cheap, and it's a Black & Decker, so the quality is ok.
But it's not a purchase we NEEDED to make, if you follow.
Anyway, then we went home and watched the Simpsons season finales (Go Canada!), and then finished watching the pride of my B-horror flick vhs collection - Night Of The Comet.
We were bad and didn't do our 1/3 workout though. :(
So the whole post-apocalyptic survival thing got me thinking (again) about what I would do in the event of something like that.
Andrew, too.
The usual, I think... get the biggest U-haul we can, get guns, get lots of canned foods, roll a pharmacy, get as many how-to books as possible (including medical books - basic and not so basic first aid and midwifery books in particular), batteries up the wazoo, maps, a geiger counter... just everything.
And drive like hell to someplace in Northern Canada, and hide out in a cabin. Make us a cozy little home that we can protect and be safe(ish) in.
Andrew suggested that we set up home in the back of the u-haul, and just keep driving around... that could be cool. Possibly less safe... but who knows what the world would actually be like.
I think people get excited about the possibilites of a post-apocalyptic world because they don't like the world they live in now.
I admit, I'm one of those. (But I'm not stupid.. I'm not romanticizing it. There will still be the law of the strong and the gun, there won't be as much medical knowledge, there won't even be as much bug spray...)
I don't necessarily think that the end of the world is coming in my lifetime. I'm thinking more of another Dark Age. Not pretty, but not as bad as it could be.
However, I can't help but think how nice it would be, how SAFE it would feel, to move now and start collecting all the things we'd need. To prepare for the worst, and live removed from the lowest common denominator (and big cities). To become a hermit, and only go into town once a month.
Sometimes, my hatred of people is overwhelming.
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open letter to a kitten
Date: 2003-05-20 02:02 pm (UTC)i went to a friend's cottage and most of the people there were wonderful. i really didn't realise how much she upset me until the weekend was over.
in any case, people suck. but sometimes we get upset at others because we're unhappy with ourselves. and sometimes it works the other way around (upset at ourselves because we're unhappy with others). just something i've been thinking about lately...
Phone call
Date: 2003-05-21 05:36 am (UTC)Cam >B)