The New Road

Intersections

This is going to be a really boring cathartic blog that is completely meaningless to anyone but me. You see, it seems to me that the brain has idle cycles, where you aren't thinking of anything, but you need to think of something. At these times my brain seems to default to pictures of one of two intersections, literally road intersections, one in Media Pennsylvania, the other in Miami Florida. Now when I say intersection you are probably like, oooo, intersection, that's deep. Nope. These are just stupid road intersections.

As meaningless to me as they are to you. However, perhaps explaining them will get them out of my mind forever. And they have been in there are long time.

So the first is in Pennsylvania:

The intersection is where a side road meets tram tracks (highlighted here in garnet). The intersection is the blue star. Just down the road the pink star is, or was, the Media movie theatre (it looks like it turned back into a playhouse) where I saw the Blues Brothers and Tron with my Dad. The green star is where my Mom used to work. Also in the area is Pinnochio's Pizza where I took a date once, and the Dunkin Donuts where my sister and I used to go for breakfast when she was camp counselor at my summer camp.

Moving onto Miami, I have this intersection in mind:

I keep remembering the pulloff onto I-something or other that's covered by the blue dot. Not the southbound lane or the other turn-offs onto Killian but that particular pull-off. Who knows why. The red star is the house where Lori grew up. The green star is where we used to do laundry and rent videos with Michael. The purple star is MDCC where Lori and I took a course in metaphysics from some bizarre dude. The red arrow points towards where I used to work. The blue arrow towards where Lori and I lived with Michael. And the green towards I lived with Mom and Carlos.

Man I hope this gets these crappy images out of my head. It worked before to get images of Swarthmore and Morton Pizzeria out. I think I always had in my head that I would write a book about these places but now I don't think there is enough to write a book without serious embellishment. ;-)

Anyway, told you it would be boring and cathartic. More politics and stuff tomorrow. I guess.