Interstellar Adventures

October 4, 2006

Big City Girl?

Filed under: Texas Life — by InterstellarLass @ 9:12 am

From my previous post, one might assume that I’m in love with Dallas. And Dallas is a great city. It has world-class arts including Opera, Ballet, Symphony, and museums. We have professional sports teams, although the Stars and the Mavericks are the only ones that play within the Dallas city limits. The Cowboys are currently in Irving, and they’ll eventually join the Rangers in Arlington. During the day, downtown is a thriving business community. The city is trying to revive the residential aspect of downtown, but with price points what they are, and the public schools in their current state, living downtown only lends itself to wealthy single people.

The suburbs have better schools and houses with yards. A bus and light-rail line system called DART allow travel between the city and the majority of the suburbs, but only if you are an expert planner and an early riser will it get you anywhere you want to go.

Just like in the movies, football is king. Last Friday night, I could hear the bells and the band from the high school game down the road. Plano has three senior high schools (junior and senior year only), and there is a big rivalry between PSH and PESH. Plano West is the newer of the three and services the very wealthy, tony West Side.

And while I like all the ‘goings on’ that the big city offers, there are many things that are just old about it for me. The scenery for one. If you like flat and concrete, Dallas is for you. And the summer heat scorches everything in sight, so if you don’t mind hot, brown summers, Dallas is for you. And the Metroplex is so big, you can’t get away from the city. At the lakes and at the parks you can always hear cars and highway and airplanes.

And no one cares. People talk on their cellphones and drive like idiots, cutting you off in traffic, and flipping you off because they’re in the right. Everywhere you look, people are moving and rushing and have those stupid bluetooth things stuck to their heads. And no one stops. It’s constant noise.

When I was a kid, the books I used to read were set in slower times. Before technology came in and we all were healthier and lived longer and had more disposable income. But we have to grow, change, progress. But how much progressing can we do before we can’t progress anymore?

And why can’t I just have my cabin in the woods?


  1. We’re having our summer super reunion at the YMCA of the Rockies next year, now that’s what I call a cabin in the woods.

    You wouldn’t really want to live in one anyway with all the grandma-eating wolves, witches cooking children and noisy neighbors with all those kids living in a shoe.

    Comment by Dorothy — October 4, 2006 @ 10:41 am |Reply

  2. Yeah, I like to visit the big city once in a while, but I don’t want to live there. I grew up in a small town where everybody knew everybody else, and I like to visit there too. I live somewhere in between.

    Comment by AbbyNormal — October 4, 2006 @ 12:53 pm |Reply

  3. Interesting you post this today. I watched a clip on CNN about the Amish way of life, sadly there’s much interest because of the son of a bitch who murdered those Amish children. (Note: If you’re reading this and are a child molesting nut job, just kill yourself. No murder suicide, just suicide. If you need help with this, let me know, I’d be glad to assist.) Anyway, as I was watching this I thought to myself, you know, they’re on to something. Although I don’t subscribe to the Biblical reasons for which they do it -don’t think Jesus requires us to shun electricity- I do think there’s something to be said for not getting bogged down in the bullshit of daily life.

    Other than the voices in their homes, there’s no noise. No ringing phone, no mind numbing blather coming from the TV, no music blaring. No distractions. Just the peace that comes with quite, that allows one’s soul to rest and their mind to think.
    Many people are uncomfortable with quiet, afraid that it’s the sound of loneliness. At least with the TV on they can listen in on the conversations of their make believe friends. It’s almost like being there.

    I’m reminded of the line from the Chuck Palahnuik book, Fight Club; “The things you own end up owning you.” George Carlin does this great monologue on how there are storage places to put the stuff we can no longer fit inside our homes. That’s how much stuff we have. I sometimes wonder what kind of void people are trying to fill when they have so much stuff.

    Now, I’m not ready to sell off all my worldly goods. But when I look back at some of the best times in my life, the ones where I had true contentment, they were the times when I had and made the least. Even now, my favorite times are when I can sit with my Lass, no distractions, just the two of us, enjoying the quite and the joy it brings. It’s then I know, this is all I need. This is contentment, this is happiness.

    Whoops, seems I got a bit long winded. Sorry Honey, didn’t mean to eat up your blog comments. Should have posted it on mine.

    Comment by nickphilips — October 4, 2006 @ 1:06 pm |Reply

  4. I feel the same way about FLAT, BORING FLORIDA. I’m tired of people here who are so rude and self absorbed. In doing this meme, a few things struck home for me that.. .while I was aware of them before, they’re now more glaring than ever. It began to irk me and I came home from the photo shoot irritated more than a few times. I’m gonna do photo expose on this stupid state.
    And I am so sick of living in the city and all this materialism that surrounds us!

    You tell ’em, Nick.

    Comment by Laura — October 4, 2006 @ 1:31 pm |Reply

  5. Well, for the part about the people, they are like that everywhere. It’s sad but our common courtesy skills have been flushed down the toilet. It’s why i pound home to my son to say thank you, or excuse me, or yes sir. Got to get those skills back one generation at a time.

    Comment by KaraMia — October 4, 2006 @ 2:12 pm |Reply

  6. i feel the same way, the little village i grew up in is now the 6th largest city in canada. it’s too much. i’m looking forward to my husband retiring and moving to a much smaller place.

    Comment by better safe than sorry — October 4, 2006 @ 3:02 pm |Reply

  7. I have to say the very brief time I was in Dallas what I missed most besides vegeterian food was the mountains. I think people are idiots everywhere…well maybe ‘cept in the mountains.

    Comment by carnealian — October 4, 2006 @ 8:57 pm |Reply

  8. My great grandma used to live in Dallas, I even went there once…when I was four! 🙂 It’s probably changed a little. I think my preference is somewhere in the middle of cabin in the woods and big city life.

    Comment by Kate — October 5, 2006 @ 2:53 am |Reply

  9. I am so glad Boise isn’t like that yet. Of course, you have to make quite a bit of money to live in the downtown area, at least purchase. The rent isn’t horrible. But downtown is actually quite lovely and I often wish I lived here. But it isn’t the best place to try and have kids and boy do I have a lot of kids. 🙂

    Comment by Jolynn — October 5, 2006 @ 11:44 am |Reply

  10. I still go to high school football games occasionally. I’ve been the three this year. I just like the atmosphere. Oh, and the hot chocolate. Because it’s so cold here, you know 🙂

    Comment by Bone — October 6, 2006 @ 7:22 am |Reply

  11. I grew up in Ft. Worth and have lived in south Florida for nearly 5 years. When I go home I realize that it really isn’t flat in Texas, there is a lot of open space and people are much nicer. I’ve never seen the rudest people than the ones that drive in Miami. Wretched! Don’t get me wrong, idiots everywhere (BTW: dropping by from VitaminSea to see the photo meme she had going).

    Comment by misti — October 7, 2006 @ 9:13 pm |Reply

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