Explaining the Title

Blogger pressed me to come up with a title for my blog. So after thinking about it for a minute, I decided on the fuel and pastry line. I recently read through my old journals, and it's from a dream I had about ten years ago. It went like this:

I was walking through some store. I went outside and looking southward saw a huge tidal wave looming in the distance. I pointed this out to people, and no one was alarmed. They all just went about their business, even though they were about to be swallowed up by a huge mass of water. I got in my car and drove north, to my parents farm. While I neared their home, the tidal wave was getting so close I could feel the mists of water. My parents were sitting watching TV, and like everyone else didn't seem very concerned that a tidal wave was coming. They were just going about their usual business right up to the end. I considered staying with them, but after some time said, "If you don't mind I'm going to take the car and try to out-run the tidal wave." They gave me their blessings, and off I went. I drove a little ways, and realized I needed some gas (actually diesel, it was a wonderful white '78 Mercedes). I stopped at a little rural gas station. I had $7. I went in to pay for the fuel, and saw that they had some delicious chocolate pastries (not cheap donuts, but fresh buttery croissants). So I bought $5 worth of fuel and a chocolate pastry. (This was about 10 years ago, so $5 did buy a bit more fuel than it does these days.) As I drove off again, I was perfectly happy. I didn't know how long I'd be able to outrun the tidal wave, but I was happy to be driving and to have however much extra time that gave me. And the chocolate pastry was an unexpected pleasure that I was thankful for.