Another "friends" meme

[stoutfellow]

I borrowed this one from kd5mdk. A lot of you know me from the Bujold list; I've been on that list for quite a few years, and though I don't talk about myself a lot (I think), I've said a fair bit from time to time. On lj, I've been rather more open than that. But, just in case anybody's curious, I thought I'd post this.

I want you to ask me something you think you should know about me. Something that should be obvious, but you have no idea about. I promise, I will not make fun of you, or say who asked what.
I then invite you to do the same. Remember, seriously basic stupid questions, don't be embarrassed, you would be really shocked what I don't know about you. So, ummmm.. what do you want to know?

If you want to post anonymously, that's all right too!

Comments

[(Anonymous)]

(This is only anonymous because I haven't opened my own lj yet....)

My question is: Why don't you drive? It's a truly unusual thing, that, and to me quite impossible to imagine. Addendum question: If you -did- drive, what vehicle would you choose, and why?

~ Sunlizzard

[stoutfellow.livejournal.com]

I guess, mainly, it's that the costs, in effort and in money, of learning to drive (or of being a driver) outweigh the benefits. Most of the things I enjoy doing, I can do from within my own home - either directly, or via the 'Net. When I bought my house, I was careful to make sure that there was a grocery store and a bus stop within walking distance, and that's pretty much all I seem to need. There are, to be sure, inconveniences, but they don't strike me as severe, while the money that I don't spend on gas, and maintenance, and insurance, and the like is money that I can spend on the important things. (Like books...)

Starting about ten years ago, there was a period in which, every summer, I would say to myself that this is the year I'll learn to drive. The fifth time that summer went by without my making any progress in the matter, I decided that if I really wanted to, I would have done it by now. So I quit pretending, even to myself.

What would I drive? I've scarcely even considered the question. Nothing big, but beyond that I have no idea.

[hornedhopper.livejournal.com]

No, no, stoutfellow. If you *must* drive hypothetically, we want you safe, in a hypothetical big steel box (g)!