Learn to Effin' Drive!

Everyone knows the driver who likes to terrorize everyone else by tailgating, cutting off, swerving, et cetera. My personal favourite is the driver who criticizes after he/she has done some stupid action that makes them no better.

Here's a story for you.

Today I was making the left turn onto my street (the street is one hell of a mess because it's finally under construction), and as I'm turning, I have to tap the brakes because there's a huge drop off the pavement and onto the dirt road, and then I had to actually hit the brakes because a woman stepped off the sidewalk and decided to cross at that point in time. While all of this is happening, some guy in a 4x4 truck tailgates me through the turn, and likely had to slam on his brakes when I hit mine for the pedestrian. Standard procedure for morons like that.
But it gets better.
After the woman has finished crossing the street, I start to go again at about 40 km/hr (I drive a little junker car that bottoms out on a speed bump, and so it is poorly suited for the dips and divots of the torn up street, not to mention that I've already lost a tire to that stupid street and have no intentions of doing it again). Once again, I slow, this time due to an oncoming taxi that looks like it may swerve into my lane around a pilon that's sitting over a very exposed manhole cover (if there's one thing I've learned from driving in this city, it's to not trust the cab drivers). The taxi driver decides to stick to his side of the road, and so I continue forward. Everything goes fine, and then I have to slow down and brake for the mountainous climb back up onto pavement. At last, I am happily at my driveway when the tailgating truck roars by with the passenger yelling, "Learn how to f***ing drive!"

Huh.

Last time I checked...
A) You do not speed through construction zones anyway, so using caution is a good thing.
B) Tailgating is poor driving.
C) My car is happier in one piece rather than several after bottoming out all over the place.
D) It's not a good thing to hit pedestrians.

Do I wish that the guy driving that truck would hit a massive pothole and blow out at least two tires? Oh, you bet I do; however, it's the idiots like that in the world who cause accidents, so it's only a matter of time.

Ground Meeting Sky

The clouds are too close to the ground.

I looked up to see that the tops of the high rises are painted in pink as the clouds swirl through the air in the sunset, and the surreal gray of wispy rain barely has a place in the blotted image that sits on the horizon. It feels like I can simply reach up and take a piece of the sky; as if the world is slowly imploding or folding inside out. With each passing second the ground seems to rise about an inch, because surely the sky cannot fall so slowly, and with each of those passing seconds I feel like I should lay flat on the street and wait for the mist to consume me.

Perhaps before morning, the dark will be dark no more, for it will be everything.

The Ads on These Things

Google Adsense is a nifty thing, and I think it's cool that you can add a few pennies of monetary value to your site/blog with Adsense, but some of the ads... Really? I've written about bed bugs off and on to keep everyone up-to-date on the situation, so it only makes sense that some of the ads would be about bed bug stuff; however, there was one ad in particular that really stood out. It was about cleaning up suicides/homicides (an actual business that does this) so that families can continue on with their lives. A nice service to provide, certainly, but really? I'm not sure how many people who visit here would be very concerned with cleaning up bodily remains at this exact point in time. Maybe it plants a seed for the future... or maybe it's just weird.

Hmm to that!

Them Crooked Vultures

Alrighty. It's time to get back to the more positive aspects of a blog. As a huge music fan, I can never get enough of it. I love music that can get my blood pumping, but at the same time, bring something fresh to the table.

Now, I'm not sure how this band may fit into that, but this supergroup of three respectable musicians seems to be THE band that will have an impact on listeners by the end of 2009. Already being immensely cryptic delivering small studio clips and playing live shows as the mystery band, what has been heard so far has critics calling this group of men "the real deal" when it comes to supergroups.

A project that has taken over four years to develop, Them Crooked Vultures consists of Josh Homme (Kyuss/Queens of the Stone Age), Dave Grohl (Nirvana/Foo Fighters/Probot), and the legendary John Paul Jones (Led Zeppelin). Being a fan of all three guys, I can't help but be pumped for something that has so much potential.

Already having a full album of material ready to be released, it is exciting to see what these guys release. Nothing is known about an album release as of yet, but having played an entire 80-minute set at their first show over two weeks ago while having studio clips up on YouTube, the band seems to be ready to release something.

I can't wait to see what this group brings to the table. I know I love what I've heard. It would be nice to hear some fresh new music from a new band. Here's hoping!

Elephants (Studio Clip):

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=iBckNeRMXDY

Is it Good-bye for Ender?

After debating long and hard, I've decided that Ender (the cat) can no longer stay with me. If you read my previous post about Ender, you'll understand why.
Here's a basic breakdown list:

Pros for Keeping Ender
- he can be sweet
- he's really cute
- I love him
- he keeps the other cat company


Cons for Keeping Ender
- destroyed my futon between urinating and scratching
- destroyed all of my kitchen chairs
- destroyed my brother's furniture
- tears up and makes a mess all over my carpet
- will not stay off the stove and kitchen counters (talk about gross)
- requires a lot of attention that I just don't have the time to give
- needs to be groomed regularly, which is another thing I don't have time for

It is plain to see that the cons severely outway the pros, and that is why I am forced to post an ad for him. The problem is that I totally intend to be severely picky as to who he goes to, because I don't want him in a house full of wailing kids or partying teenagers. The poor kitty wouldn't be able to stand those things, and he'd be so scared. I already feel severely guilty, but I know that his current life isn't fair to him, and that I can't afford to keep him. There is just no way to get around it. Sigh.

Here is to Hoping...

There have been absolutely no bugs for at least three nights now. Yay! I'm so worried that they're going to reappear somehow, but I keep hoping that soon life will be back to normal. I'm tired of living out of plastic bags! I'm sure that my brother will be happy to have all my clothes out of his place, too, so it's a win-win situation for everyone (well, except the bugs, but they don't deserve to live).

Not only will the bugs be all gone, but I'll also be able to bring in my nice, new couch. The excitement just continues to build!