Flames, Crashes and the Indecency of Stopping Words

I’m really not going to harp on this whole thing, but I think a follow-up is warranted.

Actually, no it’s not. I’ll be brief. Right now I’m in an email exchange with the owner of the site, who still has as of yet refused to take down my post, despite my objections, and STILL despite the fact that the error of the comma remains. Apparently they are more concerned with possibly offensive puns than they are with typos in the titles of posts. That right there pretty much sums it up.

I woke up in the middle of the night last night to the banging away at old PC keyboard by my lover and beautiful wifey. She couldn’t sleep. She’s off her schedule. She exhausted herself most of the day, slept all evening and early night, and then was forced out of bed by alertness and the need to put words to paper. This is one of the many great and worthy reasons that I love her. However, when she woke me up I was, mostly, still asleep, and I asked her what the fuck she was doing. She finished, took a Benadryl, and came back to bed.

What a fucking heel I am!

I shouted at a construction worker on the way to work – he was blocking my way down the road because of something with cranes and trucks and powerlines. The bastard wouldn’t let me pass. I had to spin my car and take another route. This was was blocked by traffic caused by, I eventually found out, a bunch of idiots rear-ending a car that had stopped, safely he thought, behind a truck turning left.

People are probably more distracted in their cars these days in these parts than they used to be. Howard Stern was banished from his local carrier because he kept mentioning satellite radio on his program. That happened in late December. Last week, the other syndicated morning show carried locally was axed without explanation. They were from Indianapolis and their names, ostensibly, were Bob and Tom. Wifey is from Indy, so I gave them a shot after Howard was cut. They were pretty funny. They focused on comedians in town. They laughed too much at their guests’ jokes, but it was a livable option. I cant listen to music in the morning. It’s just not in my conditioned behavior to do so.

And I only recently started listening to Stern. I think it was because he was talking about politics so much, and the FCC, two issues near and dear to me and my personal philosophy that anyone who can fuck you will fuck you. He was enjoyable and put together a high-quality program of humor and talk, even though often the humor was a bit too pandering for my taste.

So now people here are too busy scanning their radio dials for something to listen to that they cant pay attention to stopped cars in front of them.

If people around here knew how to drive, it wouldn’t be so bad, but that’s fodder for another day. Peace out, losers and winners alike. I wish you all the best. Some because you deserve it and some because you need it. Just make it work for you.

- posted by seanmh @ 9:49 AM