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Jul. 2nd, 2003 08:57 amSo I went out to my car last night before work and lo and behold, my rear view mirror had fallen off, dangling pitifully from the wires leading through the ceiling like a forgotten bunjee jumper. Then I got to play the "Duct tape holds the universe together!" game to keep it from getting me pulled over when I went to Wally-World to get superglue.
I had to wait until after work to apply the damn stuff. I put it on, I held the mirror in place, I gave a few minutes to set ... however, due to our wonderful statewide highway system, I hit a massive pothole and the thing just fell right off, hanging in my field of view. See how extremely pathetic my car is getting? Even the interior parts have given up hope!
This morning, I saw my rear-view mirror hang itself. My therapy may never end.
In other news, Psycho Neighbor next door is now firmly convinced that either I or my brother have been letting the air out of his tires. Here, let me fill you in -- Psycho Neighbor has a car. Correction -- Psycho Neighbor has a pile of rust and black paint that at one time may have been either a car or a crappy modern art sculpture. The man has not driven the thing since last summer. The grass has grown up around it and he hasn't even bothered to cut it since it started growing this year. For the past week and a half, we've had high humidity, 85-95 degree days. Let me repeat that the man doesn't drive his car, making letting the air out of his tires the endeavor of someone about twice as rock-stupid as our cat that steals my underwear.
Now, let's pose the question -- if you were me, would you let the air out of his tires?
I see. You are wise and logical in your ways. May you only use your powers for good rather than the foulest of evils. Psssst. We're still having him declared legally dead, right? Yes? Woohoo!
I had to wait until after work to apply the damn stuff. I put it on, I held the mirror in place, I gave a few minutes to set ... however, due to our wonderful statewide highway system, I hit a massive pothole and the thing just fell right off, hanging in my field of view. See how extremely pathetic my car is getting? Even the interior parts have given up hope!
This morning, I saw my rear-view mirror hang itself. My therapy may never end.
In other news, Psycho Neighbor next door is now firmly convinced that either I or my brother have been letting the air out of his tires. Here, let me fill you in -- Psycho Neighbor has a car. Correction -- Psycho Neighbor has a pile of rust and black paint that at one time may have been either a car or a crappy modern art sculpture. The man has not driven the thing since last summer. The grass has grown up around it and he hasn't even bothered to cut it since it started growing this year. For the past week and a half, we've had high humidity, 85-95 degree days. Let me repeat that the man doesn't drive his car, making letting the air out of his tires the endeavor of someone about twice as rock-stupid as our cat that steals my underwear.
Now, let's pose the question -- if you were me, would you let the air out of his tires?
I see. You are wise and logical in your ways. May you only use your powers for good rather than the foulest of evils. Psssst. We're still having him declared legally dead, right? Yes? Woohoo!
