I spent all day waiting on my car. Which wasn't too bad because I got to watch a lot of King Arthur stuff on the History Channel, and got a wee bit of work done - and also had a mild CFS crash, and then recovered.
Well, remember they put in a new radiator a while back? Well, they removed that one, and found that it was not only leaking, the sides had bloated out like a balloon, bending steel and everything! "First time I ever seen that!" So they put in a new one, and ran some head gasket tests. So, whatever is the deeper prob, it's not the head gaskets. What I fear - it's probably the transmission. Bummeroo. Well, they gave me THIS new radiator free, with free labor on the new hoses, so total cost was about $45.
I've never mentioned this before, but the King Arthur myths are very meaningful and important to me as a writer. Besides peppering my writings with some of the symbolism, I really feel I would like, one day, to write a continuation of the legends. Lot's of thoughts on this subject - but since it's about writing, I don't talk much about them.
(Oh - and a new movie is out? will be out soon? : "King Arthur").
It's like the Aboriginee's in Australia who feel that if you take their pictures, you will be stealing their spirits. That's how I feel about talking about my writing.
And maybe that's why gossip bothers me.
We are spirits in the material world.