So today, I was driving down Broad Street. The speed limit was 55 MPH, and the person in front of me was meandering along at 45 and there was no changing his mind. So, I saw a LONG stretch of clear road and dotted lines on the street and started to pass. This TRIPLE JERK decided to speed up, and NOT let me pass him, and I had to inch my way in between him and the oncoming car so as not to cause a triple accident. Wouldn’t it have been nicer just to a.) drive the bleeding speed limit in the first place or b.) let me go around? The guy was obviously a first-class asshole and probably wanted me to be in the accident so he could laugh. JERK!!
But in other news, here are my quotes for the day:
Monica (Lilia’s 8? year old niece in regards to her uncle Dan): He is a very rude person with bad manners.
From Howard Stern show this morning (DON’T ASK why I was listening to that):
In regards to something gross –
Man: I almost couldn’t finish my Pop-tarts and rootbeer!
Robin: I see you did, though.
So why did I have a dream that a bunch of us folks from church invaded Craig’s house (which naturally, wasn’t really his house) and his mom was there and there were 2 rooms with tables filled with food–I’m talking like THANKSGIVING spreads??? It was crazy, man. I felt bad for invading Craig’s house (unannounced) even though it was just a dream.
Speaking of freaky, my friend Tyler been online for an entire fortnight. Check this out (screen name blurred to protect his privacy):
Has anyone broken this record? I’m amazed his computer ran so long without the connection hiccuping or something like that. Of course, he doesn’t have a 19 month old running around and turning PCs on/off at random and he also doesn’t have a PC. That may have something to do with it.
We are discussing my writing…
Andy: boy sees girl, boy’s current gf wants to kill other girl, current bf blows up in a french frier accident, all live happily ever after
Ronni: OH DEAR
Ronni: that’s not so nice
Andy: it’s the perfect story line
Ronni: french frier?
Ronni: i don’t think it was an accident
Ronni: see, it’s a mystery plot
Ronni: murder mystery
Andy: hey, you never heard of a spontaneously combusting vat of vegetable oil?
Andy: happens all the time
Ronni: um.. nope
Ronni: but it would be better if it were a murder mystery
Andy: but then you have to develop charaters, like the conniving restauranteer, and the plot like the secret sauce recipe, and all that other mumbo jumbo
Ronni: see you could write a novel!
Ronni: you have good ideas
Andy: but i can’t deal with dangling participles and other things like that
Andy: that could be read in a pretty foul way!
Ronni: well, you’d have someone edit it for that stuff!
Andy: ok. good idea
Andy: how about a boy wizard and his two friends, and a guy who’s like half giant, and and and
Ronni: that’s kind of already taken
Andy: ok, how about these short guys running away from some guys on horses and they’re carrying stolen jewelery
Ronni: that’s not going to work either
Ronni: i know i know
Andy: but but
Ronni: how about this?
Ronni: this girl gets caught in a tornado and ends up in the funny colorful land and has to find her way home? on the way she meets some quirky characters…
Andy: I LOVE IT
Andy: send it to press!
Go Team USA Gymnastics. And Good Night.