But on the cross side, the telephone company and the United States postal system won't come out here, and my dirt road is nearly impassible every time we get a shower.

I'd stick with baths.

I am waiting for my flying car. I was promised.

But when I get it, I will have to drive it the half-mile to the airstrip myself like the rest of the plebeians.

I'd stick with baths.

Bwah! I almost said, every time it sprinkles, but that was funny to me in a whole 'nother way. (That's my name (err, in the singular). That's what the S. stands for. I suppose you'll all find out anyway when I inevitably sign up for facebook.)

You can buy your flying car in maybe 18 months: [link]

Although they think of it as a "roadable airplane".

Every pilot faces uncertain weather, rising costs, and ground transportation hassles on each end of the flight. The Transition® combines the unique convenience of being able to fold its wings with the ability to drive on any surface road in a modern personal airplane platform. Stowing the wings for road use and deploying them for flight at the airport is activated from inside the cockpit. This unique functionality addresses head-on the issues faced by today’s Private and Sport Pilots.

Terrafugia’s award-winning MIT-trained engineers have been advancing the state-of-the-art in personal aircraft on-schedule since 2006. Now you can streamline your flying experience with the revolutionary integration of personal land and air travel made possible by the Transition® Roadable Aircraft.

It runs about $200,000.

But it is somewhat offset by other things, like not owning a car.

Getting by without a car would be really difficult here, definitely a factor.

But those include crazy huge hangar houses. Literally, with a hangar instead of a garage (okay, probably in addition to) that leads out onto a runway of our little local airstrip. It's bizarre.

My Uncle and Aunt retired to a hangar house! I'll have to aks them arouth the flying cars.

Liese, that's hysterical. And you can leave your name off Facebook. Or use a fake one. I do.

She's bigger than I am (the woman in the next office) and has some serious muscles. I could take her in a sneak attack, but can't just walk in and turn off her speakers.

In other job news, a couple of weeks ago I was in a class for some new software I have. I stopped by the office to pick something up and my boss snagged me to chew me out about a couple of things, one of which was because he didn't read the e-mail I sent him and the other was something that would make life harder for me and easier for him. When I protested, he made a point of telling me that virtually my entire salary comes out of the budget for our monthly magazine.

One week later our COO came in and told me that the organization will be outsourcing the magazine ... effectively eliminating my position. When I obviously looked panicked and asked if that meant I was out of a job she replied that they wanted me to stay on in a different role (running our web site). So ... schmuckface knows this is in the works and makes a point of letting me know that my income comes from the soon-to-be-phased-out magazine. Never gave me a hint.

So ... I still have a job, it'll be different from what I've been doing the past few years (I used to run the web site, so I'll have a learning curve but it's not completely new territory).

But! (insert evil chuckle here) soon to be ex-boss had wanted to keep editing the magazine on a contract basis, get rid of all the administrative stuff he hated but still be able to hassle me. Instead, it'll be completely outsourced after April 1 ... and he won't be involved at all. So he's given up a job that had some elements he didn't like and is going to have a SERIOUS reduction in income (not to mention losing all the benefits). he he he

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Getting by without a car would be really difficult here

Yeah, it would be impossible here at the moment. When we were renting the duplex in town it was possible, although not easy. But we're off the route here. They're just getting to institute a new regional bus service, but it's still pretty limited, and at the moment is slated to go from the town south of us to the town north of us without stopping here. I've been emailing them to encourage considering us, but since all the other towns paid for the privilege, and our fire station just shut down because it's $400,000 in the hole, I'm pretty sure my pleas are falling on deaf ears.

I know, Trudy, but Dave has joined under his real name, so even if I try to pseud, it'll be pretty easy to deduce.

Still, funny.