i feel like a fan of an underground rock group after they hit it big and sell out. what used to be ueber-cool is now as pedestrian as using “ueber-” as a prefix to an english adjective.
the term “staycation” was coined this summer to describe people no longer torturing their kids and spouses with stressful cross-country car trips due to high gas prices, and staying home for vaction instead.
PRM and i have been taking staycations a couple of times a year since we had kids. and when we’d tell people what we were doing with our 3-9 vacation days – staying in bed all day, maybe getting up long enough to go to a nice restaurant or watch tv – they’d look suprised, and somewhat gleeful… “that’s an AWESOME idea for a vacation!”
anyway. this summer’s staycation just doesn’t feel subversive and cool anymore, possibly because i am now compelled to call it by its lame new name, instead of referring to it as “sexy time.” so… bed, tv, restaurants and gourmet cooking for the (thunderstormy) first part of the week, and some fly-fishing in the driftless area of the state at the middle/end of the week, while teaching ourselves swedish in the car from instructional cds in preparation for next summer’s flyfishing trip… not that swedish trout need us to speak swedish, but how the hell else are our vacation (or, just to round out the lameness, i could call it “vay-cay.” then i could stand in line for a few hours to get into a hip club!) home videos going to qualify as authentic swedish porn?
