Not much going on this week. Made it through the weekend alive. However, I didn’t happen to stumble across any mushrooms which must make me either the worst hunter in the world or just plain blind although, I did manage to get a pretty good sunburn on my legs which had gotten used to being covered up from the Iowa winter.
The big shock this morning as I rolled out the door was the price of gas. How it can go from $2.79 to $2.91 in the course of 12 hours amazes me and I’m really not sure who to vent my anger towards. Of course, I don’t take into account that the automobile that I drive isn’t exactly and economy model of fuel efficiency but $2.91? Really folks?
What level will cause a person to make changes in their daily routine? $3.00…$3.25? Is there a magic price that will make you say that it just isn’t worth driving anymore? We in Iowa are also somewhat behind the pace because of the lack of public transportation in the outer bedroom communities. It’s a little late at this point in the venture to start thinking about setting up commuter train service to Des Moines, although I like the idea. What will begin to shock people more will be the thought that if they have seen a pay increase this year it won’t begin to cover the cost of the higher fuel bills in order to commute to their jobs. It almost makes me wish for a job closer to home, perhaps something I can do from the luxury of my easy chair?
One would think that with the booming ethanol business here in Iowa it would serve as a pretty good cushion to help keep fuel prices down. Although it is beginning to seem that it is having little if any affect on the overall price of gas.
Regardless we Iowans are hardy people and we’ll do what needs done and probably go on about our business as if nothing has happened. And we’ll continue to pay outrageous prices for fuel and just grumble about it when we fill up. Because we really don’t have an alternative.
See you next week, remember… we’re all in this together.