April 01, 2003

We got the car!

April Fools.

Didn't get it, yet. I'll stick with yet because it's still being worked out. They didn't have black like she wanted, and we'd end up paying about $100 or so more a month than we are now with the Suzuki. We'll see.

Today's entry focuses on School Zones. Those that don't slow down through these clearly marked stretches of road should be taken out to an empty field and be made to watch the Anna Nicole Smith show for one year. It's foolish not to just let off the gas for 300 feet or so. Plus, all the other traffic is going at a crawl, do you ever imagine why? "Why is everyong going so damn slow? Why are all these freakin kids in my way? Move it kid or I'll run ya down!" I saw a lady (in a big ass truck, but I don't think we should hold that against her just now) barrel through the school zone by my house like her windshield was on fire and she was trying to put it out. Now at 07:30 there weren't a LOT of kids, but a smattering could be seen milling around the school entrance. But the lights were flashing, Cell Phone Make Up Truck Lady, that means you must not pretend the road is your personal Days of Thunder and let off the gas a wee skosh, ok? If it wasn't for the fact I was toating around a munchkin myself, I would seriously consider doing one of those juke moves into oncoming traffic just to slow her butt down. I've seen one car fire this week, I'll cause another if it means the safety of our future is ensured.

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