Saw yesterday that gas ’round these parts is three dollars a gallon.
Three fuckin dollars.
Remember when two bucks worth of gas would get you through a day, day and a half? Now, two bucks might not even get you to the next gas station.
I could get a gallon of Fahrenheit for three bucks a gallon.

Quick econ lesson for the unwashed–reports have circulated that gas prices will increase exponentially over the next couple of days. As a result, firms will likely supply less gasoline in the short run as they anticipate the price increase. As a result, the equilibrium price has increased.
Translation–all the folks rushing to buy gas now are contributing to price increases, assuming you buy into basic theories of market efficiency. At the same time, I can’t blame anybody. Prices would shoot up no matter what. I’m just glad I’m sittin’ on 3/4 of a tank.
Here’s what’s crazy, though. I’ve said that if gas prices keep going up, I have to move back to Atlanta pronto. My life here involves too much driving. In Atlanta, at the very least, I could drive five minutes to the train station and play it from there if I needed to go downtown. I can get a monthly on the MARTA for the price of a tank of gas, and Durham has no train system.
But our good friend Ben sent me a picture of a gas station in suburban Atlanta that showed gas prices to be $5.87/gallon. Six fuckin’ dollars? I can definitely get some Fahrenheit for that price.
Six bucks? Governor Perdue is supposed to be trying to crack down on that, but googly, man. I might be living in Durham forever.
Now, the suffering caused by high gas prices is nothing compared to having to wade through waters with critters large and small, but it’s a serious concern to a lot of people. No good affects the rest of th economy like gasoline, and this situation is gonna leave a lot of people ass out. That’s crucial, folks, even if it pales in comparison.
BTW, oil companies are reporting higher profits than ever.
At least European gas prices are so high because they tax the gas hard. I think the tax on gas in GA is about thirty-seven cents a gallon. What’s the other thirty dollars, huh? Huh?
Huh?
Either way, I’ve decided one thing–the next Bomobile will be a hybrid. Even if the thing runs like an ’85 Snapper, I’m gettin’ on it. This is just nuts.
One good thing, if you’re interested–prices on Hummers are falling. Now that it costs about ten bucks to go twenty miles, the game has changed.