Today, Allahu Akbar!, the plan is to drive to New Hampshire and pick up my older son from college and bring him home for the beginning of his summer break.
I say "Allahu Akbar!" partly because it is tasty and feels peppy, but mostly because the drive means I can once again sidestep the pile of shirts I have washed but have yet to iron. I made a start and ironed four or five yesterday, but the work is not only somewhat tedious but also dispiritingly tiring. How the hell can running an iron around be tiring ...
Ridiculous, but also (shit!) true.
Besides offering an opportunity to procrastinate and the enjoyment I foresee in linking up with a son I like, the drive opens a couple of doors to whimsy. I like whimsy ... doing stuff that has no special importance ... doing stuff "just because."
In this case, the drive to New Hampshire means that I can buy my younger son a rocket -- a Fourth of July firework. New Hampshire sells fireworks where Massachusetts, where I live, makes them illegal. I would like to buy it as a present to mark my younger son's upcoming graduation from military basic training ... something a little off the wall (and naughtily illegal) and yet something, in years past, he always wanted to have on the holidays marked with ooohs and ahhhhs and big noises. It's naughty and could get me arrested, theoretically, but it's got some zip and strikes me as worth the risk.
The other thing I would like to do for no particular reason is to visit a gun store in New Hampshire. There are several on the route to my son's college. I don't own a gun or have an overwhelming desire to purchase or shoot one, but a friend of mine likes guns and has complained that he hardly goes shooting any more at his local range because ammunition is in short supply.
Gun owners are hoarding ammunition because replacement ammunition is not readily available, he says. In a capitalist society, the idea that a much-desired item would not be for sale is odd: You'd think some businessman would fill the gap and restock gun store shelves, but apparently this is not the case and I would like to hear a gun-store owner's take on why this might be so, if it is. Some suspect that since the Newtown, Conn., elementary school slaughter Dec. 14, 2012, -- a horror that 'horrified' politicians who want to get re-elected -- the government has been cornering the market: They won't pass meaningful legislation (the past proves that), but if there's no ammunition available and no effort to find out why, well, politicians are off the hook and the guns fall a bit more silent. Anyway, that's the rumor and I want to see if a gun store owner, who must be feeling the financial pinch, has any substantive proof or whether the deliciousness of a Big Brother speculation convinces him.
It's all whimsy ... but it gets me out from under the ironing for a while. I have an excuse -- going to pick up my son -- and I intend to milk it.