The Oncoming Storm

I have no weapons, no defenses, no plan - and that is what scares you to death.

Part of my right now wishes that I was actually the Oncoming Storm, because then I would have a TARDIS to travel around in and the whole "moving my thing" around wouldn't be a problem. I, however, don't have a TARDIS - I have a SIDRAT if I have anything. I have a space which appears to become smaller as I pack stuff.

I have 14 cu ft of space which I can pack stuff in - 14 cu ft is not that much. To give you an idea, 14 cu ft is the space occupied by a cube 2 feet 5 inches on each side. Measure this out with your hands - it isn't big at all.

I also have roughly 10 cu ft of space which is my luggage allowance - which should be okay, I guess. But I have to move this stuff down to London and cart it across the city via Tube (check the date today, BTW - ave ataque vale). So that is going to be an adventure.

Ultimately, there is a lot of "getting rid of thing" going on. Stuff is being dispossed of - in fact, the only things which are really being taken are books. And I have a lot of those. But there are, to a certain degree, impersonal.

So, why the Oncoming Storm?

I don't really have a plan for the USA - I don't. I intend to arrive . . . and that is about it. People keep asking me what I am going to do, if Liza and I are going to move, or stay where we are. What sort of job I will get. And I keep answering them. Most of the time, I just make it up as I go along - but I do it so well.

See, I have no plans and no ideas and very few preconceptions. I am aware of certain things about the USA - it is large and full of people who call themselves American despite having never left their State. There are other things I know about the USA - but these are not relevant. Ultimately, the whole USA adventure is a bit of a mystery - I'm not sure how it is going to pan out.

I am going into this without any ideas or plans - hence the Oncoming Storm. I'm not even sure the USA gets Daleks. One feels it should - Daleks are ace.

So, to answer the question "What are your plans?" honestly, I have to simply say, "What plans?"

Haven't got any. It's so much more fun that way.

In other news, Liza and I chatted about the FOCCUS test thing last night - a basic compatibility test done with multiple choice questions. It was fun - although I get the impression it was designed for people less sophisticated than us. Liza tends to answer the question the psychologists wanted to ask, I tend to answer the one they did. When combined, the results are interesting.