Tuesday October 21, 2003
People, if you happen to notice that every time you’re out driving, someone is riding your ass… maybe that means you’re driving too slow. Maybe. An even better indication of this is when you notice there are four or five cars backed up behind you. I only say this because there are thousands of you out there who don’t notice these things, and if I can help just one of you become aware of this, I will have made the world a slightly better place.
I finished my fourth Vonnegut book last night, Mother Night. My favorite so far is still Sirens of Titan, but I like them all. I am going to take a short Vonnegut break and read Fast Food Nation by Eric Schlosser. I was told I HAD to read it long ago, so I think I will take that advice.
TV just hasn’t been cutting it for me lately. I think I’ve seen every Simpsons episode (minus some of the brand new ones) and almost nothing else interests me. I’m tired of re-runs, and when I really compare what I could be doing with watching TV, there’s no choice to be made. This story perfectly illustrates my feelings.
Did you know that eBay doesn’t have any phone numbers on THEIR website? I was only able to contact them by phone after reaching this website, which is not a part of their business. Then, I was informed that the department I was trying to reach “does not have phone extensions.” Yeah, I fucking bet they don’t. They communicate telepathically. Oh, gotta go… eBay is subconciously signaling my mind.
People, if you happen to notice that every time you’re out driving, someone is riding your ass… maybe that means you’re driving too slow. Maybe. An even better indication of this is when you notice there are four or five cars backed up behind you. I only say this because there are thousands of you out there who don’t notice these things, and if I can help just one of you become aware of this, I will have made the world a slightly better place.
I finished my fourth Vonnegut book last night, Mother Night. My favorite so far is still Sirens of Titan, but I like them all. I am going to take a short Vonnegut break and read Fast Food Nation by Eric Schlosser. I was told I HAD to read it long ago, so I think I will take that advice.
TV just hasn’t been cutting it for me lately. I think I’ve seen every Simpsons episode (minus some of the brand new ones) and almost nothing else interests me. I’m tired of re-runs, and when I really compare what I could be doing with watching TV, there’s no choice to be made. This story perfectly illustrates my feelings.
Did you know that eBay doesn’t have any phone numbers on THEIR website? I was only able to contact them by phone after reaching this website, which is not a part of their business. Then, I was informed that the department I was trying to reach “does not have phone extensions.” Yeah, I fucking bet they don’t. They communicate telepathically. Oh, gotta go… eBay is subconciously signaling my mind.











