It's sad, you sitting there reading the internet. You should be on a weekend adventure. But of course that's not possible, thanks to the price of gas.
What a load of garbage!
I cannot believe the huge emphasis on this idea this holiday weekend. Let me tell you something, people: if, on holiday, you need to get so far away from your home that it requires driving, you need to move right away. Have you no museums or galleries or theme parks or nature parks or festivals or concerts or competitions or movies you can access by foot or bike or transit? Have you no hobbies or projects you always wish you had more time for? Holidays are about not working. I don't know about you, but I love not working, no matter where I'm doing it.
Look, even I, passionate advocate of walking, biking, and mass transit, and feisty adversary of urban sprawl, understand that sometimes you just want to get out of town, in your own flippin vehicle. But we are all going to do that less frequently (shhh, don't tell the dude at GM who thinks people won't leave behind SUVs and trucks until $10 per gallon) as time goes by, let's face it. So today I offer this handy list of gas-free holiday pointers to all of you who couldn't budget the gas this weekend.
- Sleep in.
- Stay up late.
- Go to a museum or gallery or theme park or nature park or festival or concert or competition or movie.
- Work on that hobby or project you always wish you had more time for.
- Go for a walk.
- Read something you've been wanting to, for longer than you normally do.
- Sit out and greet the neighbours. Unless they're taking off on their gas-powered holiday. Those ones, flip them the bird.
- Plant something.
- Plan and cook a meal you've never made before.
- Chuck some ball or disc or boomerang or whatever around with a friend.
- Re-arrange your things a bit, or a lot.
- Call someone long distance who you always wish you had more time to chat with.
- Stare off into space for a while. Dig it.
- Organize a rip roaring card or board or parlour game with other gas-challenged souls you enjoy.
You get the idea. And hey, if you still find yourself tending to dream of interstate rest stops, I recommend you head into work for a little while to clear your mind.
