My Inner Apocalypse

What are those things called on the road? you know… oh ya, JACKASSES THAT HAVE NO  BUSINESS DRIVING!!  The following has happened to me several times and I will tell you the best and funniest way to handle it.  When I am at a red light and I am turning right ( with traffic ) sometimes the oncoming traffic has a green turn arrow,  so you have to wait, no big deal right?  I always have the person behind that thinks that I should just pull out in front of the cars turning left, but I dont.  So what follows is honking, arms waving about and some not so nice words dircted at me.  As I watch this in my mirror, I calmly turn around, make sure they see me, and I smile and wave.  And I do it until they wave back, and I don’t move until they wave back, how hard is it to wave back?  Try it, it will make your day.

Every once in a great while I will have something positive or a cheery subject to cover, so lets get on with it. Just recently we had a second set of “tubes” installed into our 2yr old son’s ears. First set didnt do so well, this set, looking good. It felt like the next day Finn’s ability to speak was better than ever, probably helps being able to hear and stuff like that. Everyone that knows Mr.Guy is aware that this only adds to his charm and mystique.  As my wife says, its not fair to other people that he’s so gorgeous.  The truth hurts sometimes.  I wonder if there is an outpatient surgery for London to rid her of the sass and her defiance to do anything I ask.

I have a problem with the following; when you call someone and they answer and before you can say a word they ask if they can call you back. If your that busy,DONT ANSWER THE PHONE!!! This is not nuclear science people! Sometimes I dont answer my phone because I just dont want to, there are no rules that say you have to. So lets just answer it when your ready to talk. You with me?

First of all let me thank my brother in law Steve(Ducati) for setting this site up for me, he’s a pro at this stuff, I am not. Today is my wife Sara’s birthday, so we are leaving to go out to dinner and I notice a huge door ding on my passenger side door. Boooo!! Dammit!!! What kind of jackass would do that? Its not a ding, its a full grown dent. No note, no apology, just a bitter taste in my mouth and the urge to throw an elbow to someone’s larnyx!!! I know it’s just a car, but it’s also a sign of disrespect to someone else’s property.  Back forty parking space…nice to meet you.