So, my car's wrecked, I told ya that. The bumper was precariously attached. It began to become unattached. I'll fix it with some Gorilla Glue just as soon as the snow is gone and the temperature is more moderate. For now, I removed it and placed it on my porch. So the front of my car now looks fucked up ... and if you ask me, kinda badass.
The roads were clear on my way to work today, but people were still driving as if they weren't. I respect everyone's right to drive like there is a sheet of snow on the road even when there isn't. I do not respect their choice to do it in the left lane. What is so hard about having respect on the road for other people's choices? It's easy: If you want to drive slow, feel free, I support you, but do it in the right hand lane so that I do not have to drive at the speed you have chosen to drive. Many people today couldn't grasp this simple concept.
I don't know about you, but when I see someone gaining on me in my rear view and the front of their car is fucked up, I get the hell out of their way. I mean, motherfucker has already hit something, right? Well, some of the people in front of me didn't understand this logic. So I started to get the idea that I should just leave the bumper off and weld some rollbars to the frame of the car. Beef up the front with some junkyard steel and then paint the whole mess flat black. See how many people get the fuck out of my way, then.
There's something oddly comfortable about driving a busted up wreck. It kinda conveys how I feel. Often I feel like I'm a busted up wreck myself.
On the way home, there was this jackass little car in front of me weaving in and out of traffic, slamming on his brakes, and just being a dick. There was an SUV behind me who was driving faster than me and I let him pass. When he got up to the guy who was being a dick and tried to casually pass him, the guy changed lanes and cut him off. The SUV ended up passing on the right using the shoulder of the road. As soon as the SUV was passed him, the dick got into the left hand lane and passed the SUV, and then kept cutting him off again. As I watched this, I had the idea that I should step on the gas, whip around the SUV, and jerk hard into the dickhead in the little car, forcing him off the road and into the median. I often have fantasies like this while I'm driving ... but this time it seemed more like a plan than a fantasy. Luckily I maintained my senses and stayed back ... but I'd have loved to have seen someone bump that dick off the road.
I just had a very amusing (to me) mental image of a mash-up between Lord Of The Rings and Silence Of The Lambs. Gollum, as Buffalo Bill, leaning over the pit, looking panicked, it pans down to the girl holding Precious, the dog. Gollum says, "It puts The Precious in the b (Read More)
I am in desperate need of the catharsis one experiences upon slitting someone's throat with a razor-sharp blade followed by the joy and elation obtained from watching the life drift from their eyes turning them to dead, glassy orbs as I am filled with the energy that used t (Read More)
I rushed out of work at 5pm
Plopped my ass in my car again
Welcome to the land of lazyness,
hey, gotta get my rest in.
Started up the car
headed home for my free time
Look at the street and I see a really bad sign.
Traffic looks so crazy
Everybody's in my way, s (Read More)
I envy a person who can hear their alarm go off, turn it off, and get up out of bed, ready to start the day. I live by the snooze button. It is my best friend in the morning. Well, it and my coffee. I'd marry it if congress would hurry up and pass that bill legalizing m (Read More)
So, my car's wrecked, I told ya that. The bumper was precariously attached. It began to become unattached. I'll fix it with some Gorilla Glue just as soon as the snow is gone and the temperature is more moderate. For now, I removed it and placed it on my porch. So the (Read More)
The last few weeks have been kind of hectic and draining. Last Wednesday I wrecked my car. Hit a patch of ice, slid off the road, down a hill, into a pole. I wasn't hurt. The car was. I spent nearly a week with my brother-in-law trying to fix it. Had to replace the ra (Read More)
Depressed. And I'm quite tired of being depressed. There's no reason for me to be depressed. No logical reason, anyway. I'm insane, that's obvious. I have great friends. What's left of my family, my sister, brother, nephews and niece, et al, are wonderful. I'm w (Read More)
