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9.24.2004
A Pen That Writes
 
On 71st street between me and civilization sits an abandoned gas station. I've seen a few people looking it over. Eventually it will be bulldozed just like that little building across from the Broken Arrow Wal-Mart was this week.

Till that time the gas station advertises $0.99/gal gasoline. Today I paid $1.799/gal at QuikTrip. Now, I'm not sure just how long that gas station has been closed down but it looked recently closed when I moved out here two years ago.

Looking at my receipt here in front of me I can calculate that at .99/gal I would have paid $12.15 versus the $22.08 that I actually DID pay. I can even remember not too long ago paid just $1.29/gal. That means I would have paid $15.84 for my gas today.

Interesting...

I say this because fuel costs are extremely important to our society. Nothing hits people or businesses harder than paying to move things around; product, people or equipment.

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Friday night.

I went to Hollywood Video on a friday night for the first time in just about forever. I stood amidst middle America with my copy of "The Ring" and felt a very distinct disconnection from everyone around me. I felt it as I wandered around Reasor's getting Coke, salsa and cheese. I felt it as I stood in the checkout lane while the checkout kid felt it necessary to prompt me at every move... as if I've never paid for groceries before. I felt it at work.

Ironic considering...

I love weekends in Tulsa. Not because its Tulsa, but because in spite of itself the city feels alive. People actually get out of their homes, away from their television sets and inhabit the streets. Or at least they want to.

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