tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3461105532452403357.post3412337124589294562..comments2023-10-10T02:01:17.471-07:00Comments on The Alternate Side Parking Reader: King DayMJN/NYChttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14090191804140640599noreply@blogger.comBlogger5125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3461105532452403357.post-12282190319691722022007-01-22T10:07:00.000-08:002007-01-22T10:07:00.000-08:00I don't even have a car, but this blog is terrific...I don't even have a car, but this blog is terrific! What a great M.L.K. Day story, too. Not to mention the hook-and-ladder on Euclid.<br /><br />You have disproved, for me, a longtime assumption about the boredom inherent in the topic, as documented in the Joanna Davis novel "Life Signs" (from 1973, since when everything has evidently gotten more baroque):<br /><br />"Chip cleared his throat. 'Whitney and I were talking, on the way up here, I think she mentioned you have a car, Mona, and I'd like to get your views on this, I find it tougher and tougher these days to find a parking place.'<br /><br />"Might as well ask Proust if he'd ever given any thought to his childhood. Mona perked up at once. 'I'll say,' she entwined her little fingers in excitement. 'Alternate-side-of-the-street parking,' she rolled her eyes, agitated beyond words.<br /><br />"'Right, right, right,' Chip understood, but completely. 'Listen to this. A bunch of us down at the office figured recently that between us we spend the equivalent of one full working day a week just moving our cars.'<br /><br />"Camilla gulped her drink, and thought rapidly; she had always been good at math. 'How many in the bunch,' she needed to know, ' and how long a working day? I mean, say, if there were thirty of you, and the working day is seven hours, no that won't come out even, make it twenty-eight of you, just hypothetically, you'd only be moving your cars, just a second, yes, fifteen minutes each a week.' She waited, expectantly, for praise.<br /><br />"And got stares instead. Except from Alec [her husband], who practically sneered, before swiveling his chair completely around. Presumably, no one would connect him with her without a face to pin it to. Ostrich, thought Camilla, along with coward and traitor; they're to blame, on simple grounds of boredom. Defiant, she polished off her drink."EJM/NYChttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04448003322232227378noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3461105532452403357.post-5588844643862052902007-01-17T09:29:00.000-08:002007-01-17T09:29:00.000-08:00There's so much going on in New York! Or maybe you...There's so much going on in New York! Or maybe you're just a superb observer. Living in Cleveland, one thinks of the car as a convenience (which your blog seems to contradict). My own car tale of woe involves my driver side door which first wouldn't open from the outside, and now won't open from the inside either. And the window won't open. This morning I had to vault my body over the mid-bump between the seats and stick my parking money out the back window (which only unfroze right before I needed it).susan grimmhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00823157606004918590noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3461105532452403357.post-57550521408030085232007-01-17T08:19:00.000-08:002007-01-17T08:19:00.000-08:00Yay: more parking stories!Yay: more parking stories!mary grimmhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04294368835776483342noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3461105532452403357.post-21330071987041218772007-01-16T19:49:00.000-08:002007-01-16T19:49:00.000-08:00Fascinating blog! I love your writing, and I'm enj...Fascinating blog! I love your writing, and I'm enjoying learning about this parking subculture. <br /><br />Living in the Midwest -- where parking is not a problem when you've got 500 acres of farmland out your door -- I appreciate your perspective.Jane Louise Boursawhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04081586838722151264noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3461105532452403357.post-49787404459039653422007-01-16T16:29:00.000-08:002007-01-16T16:29:00.000-08:00What a wonderful blog!
My God, it sounds so exhau...What a wonderful blog!<br /><br />My God, it sounds so exhausting, this business with the car. How do you manage to go to work after all that?<br /><br />You know, you should be buying OLIVE OIL-- the very healthiest of them all. You're forgiven if you buy canola oil at the end of the day, when you're too tired to know any better.Kristin Ohlsonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08961884344605729368noreply@blogger.com