2/18/11

Frerbrurary 18, 2011 OK, damn it, tomorrow we have got to get Lil' Wiggly going again! I want that car back on the road. I drove The Seven to work today because the weather is so nice, but it really isn't a “drive to work” kind of car. Sure, I'm probably just as sweaty when I get out of Lil' Wiggly, but for some reason I don't feel quite as dirty. I'm not sure why that is unless it has to do with having slightly more protection and/or isolation from the elements. You are kind of out there for all to see in The Seven. It shouldn't be worse than riding a motorcycle, I suppose, but then again I haven’t ridden that many motorcycles. And I've never ridden a motorcycle to work. No, The Seven is a hoon car, pure and simple. But it is fun to bring in from time to time. Sorry, I'm all over the map today. I guess I'm having a very dares, dares son and a heavy do it bird-tation tonight. Behead da Pitt. Man, I've been singing that song all day. Someone is going to recognize it and give me shit for making fun of her. Well, screw ‘em. It is all I can do to keep from posting Serene Branson’s speech as my FaceBuick status. Aw hell, I'm going to do it. What’s the worst that can happen? Some of my “friends” will think less of me. Like I give two rat turds. One perhaps, but definitely not two. In fact, I'm having trouble giving half a crap about talking to y'all right now. In fact...