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threadwalkerI am trying to work "whirlygig" into a conversation today. Yup... that's my master plan for taking over the world.
In other news, I almost died 2 times on my way to work. It was an adreniline filled 40 minutes.
Incident 1: White wagon on Hwy 24 in Lafayette who was right next to me. He had a cell phone pressed into his ear and his head in his hand, and leaning up against his window. He'd have to untangle himself to look out his window or see his mirror. Classic. He didn't even look before he started to do a "move through" (term from playing Champions) into me. I layed into the horn as I madly changed lanes into the emergency lane. Fucker. He didn't even look, which triggered my "how dare you?" nerve, which is quickly followed by, "I'm going to do something" and then a quick check on what I can do without killing myself or anyone else. I sped up in emergency lane (honking the whole time), cut in front of him and slammed on the breaks, waving the bird and screaming "fucker" the whole time. I guess he got it, although I'm pretty sure he didn't hear me yelling. That was more for me than him, anyway. It made a nice battle cry. He dropped back 5 car lengths and was very careful to NOT catch up to me. Fucker. Gee... and I guess I just showed how mature I am. No - I would not have done that with my kids in the car. Or anyone else.
Incident 2: Classic speeding car weaver on Hwy 24 in Berkeley/Oakland. The car was zipping in and out of traffic. I had to slam on breaks so he could slide past the nose of my car as he changed from lane 4 to lane 1 in less than 5 secones. All at 75mph. I watched him race off... trailed by sudden break lights and swerving cars. I'm glad that no one got hurt.
Hmmm. and my office window is leaking... again. Sigh. I wonder if I'll be greated by standing water on Monday? Maybe a I need a whirygig to block up that leak? (hmm. no, that doesn't work...)
In other news, I almost died 2 times on my way to work. It was an adreniline filled 40 minutes.
Incident 1: White wagon on Hwy 24 in Lafayette who was right next to me. He had a cell phone pressed into his ear and his head in his hand, and leaning up against his window. He'd have to untangle himself to look out his window or see his mirror. Classic. He didn't even look before he started to do a "move through" (term from playing Champions) into me. I layed into the horn as I madly changed lanes into the emergency lane. Fucker. He didn't even look, which triggered my "how dare you?" nerve, which is quickly followed by, "I'm going to do something" and then a quick check on what I can do without killing myself or anyone else. I sped up in emergency lane (honking the whole time), cut in front of him and slammed on the breaks, waving the bird and screaming "fucker" the whole time. I guess he got it, although I'm pretty sure he didn't hear me yelling. That was more for me than him, anyway. It made a nice battle cry. He dropped back 5 car lengths and was very careful to NOT catch up to me. Fucker. Gee... and I guess I just showed how mature I am. No - I would not have done that with my kids in the car. Or anyone else.
Incident 2: Classic speeding car weaver on Hwy 24 in Berkeley/Oakland. The car was zipping in and out of traffic. I had to slam on breaks so he could slide past the nose of my car as he changed from lane 4 to lane 1 in less than 5 secones. All at 75mph. I watched him race off... trailed by sudden break lights and swerving cars. I'm glad that no one got hurt.
Hmmm. and my office window is leaking... again. Sigh. I wonder if I'll be greated by standing water on Monday? Maybe a I need a whirygig to block up that leak? (hmm. no, that doesn't work...)
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Date: 2007-05-04 05:45 pm (UTC)People are INSANE.
See you tomorrow? We're singing at Genevieve's salon at some point...
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Date: 2007-05-04 07:43 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2007-05-06 02:09 pm (UTC)Hmm whirlygig, actually up in Freeport, maine there is a toy store called whirlygigs, it's a fun place :)