Esther Brady Crawford - faintstarlite

So I’ve recently realized that there are two categories of people in the world – no, not just Marx’s haves and have-nots.. It’s the bumper-sticker-people, and the not-so-bumper-sticker-people. It’s truly surprising that the two can co-exist at all. I realize that I am not as fanatical as some other bumper-sticker-people.. considering some have covered large portions of their vehicles with them, but .. I admit that I enjoy being able to learn a bit about other drivers just by seeing what causes inspire, or irritate them.

The first thing I did after picking out my car was I got online and ordered two bumper stickers. I like the idea of my vehicle matching me. Maybe I’m also a bit opinionated and want the world to know what is important to me. So in honor of my new car.. here they are.. (I know all you fellow Middle-Eastern-political-followers will especially enjoy them).

I just finished watching the movie Born Into Brothels and am at a loss for words. “To whom much is given – much is required.” I have been given too much – I am simply at a loss.

The movie follows a photojournalist who lives in the red light district of Calcutta – and inadvertently falls in love with a group of sex workers’ children and begins teaching them photography. The documentary shows life in the ghetto through their eyes. With no hope – all the female children will begin servicing the men soon.

This stuff gets under my skin in a way I just feel unable to bear. Who am I to have it so good?

You know what I was stressed out about today? Making sure I could get an appointment to get my eyebrows waxed. No joke.

That’s what I worry about while children as young as five and six have their bodies sold for $0.25.

I noticed Nick’s comments are on the low side.. and so this is a shameless plug to go visit his site. He’s been traveling around New Zealand doing a ton of amazing things the rest of us only wish we were doing. So – go check it out… he’s got several video clips that are pretty sweet too. =)

The hunt for a used-car has officially begun.

I’ve been driving Green Bean – otherwise known as my moped – around town for about five months now. Although I love her, she is making me very, very cold and wet. I have a feeling that my friends and family are tiring of driving me around and lending me their cars. So – I’m reaching deep into my savings to purchase a vehicle.

Now… “deep into my savings” may make you think I’m spending $5,000 or $10,000… oh no…. my savings only dreams of being that deep. I’m all about the $1,500 – $2,000 beater cars. (Can I get a what, what?)

So, my plan of attack is this: