April 20, 2006
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I'm stopped at a red light, turning right. The light turns green, and so does the crosswalk sign.
Two people are waiting to cross the street, one at each end, and begin
their journey across the four lanes which I am attempting to traverse.
They are crossing from both sides, which ensures that I must wait the
maximum possible time. Inevitably, they are the two slowest people on
earth at that particular moment. One, an impossibly old man who walked
like a person trying to hold severe diarrhea at bay, and the second, an
impossibly short person whose strides were likely equivalent
to....well....a duck. The one waddled while the other shuffled--butt
cheeks clenched against an impending fecal explosion; and when both
were finally across the intersection, my light turned red.I don't know why I felt the need to share this. I believe it's a common
type of experience which all red/hot-blooded young men face daily, and
in a very Seinfeld-esque sense, knew that many could appreciate and
sympathize.Love to all.
~DrewP.S. Thanks for everyone's comments on yesterday's post. I appreciate it!
Comments (14)
i had a deja vu when i read this post and went back to see what you posted yesterday. i think i'm pushing myself too hard, because i feel like days or weeks have passed since i read yesterday's post the first time. (april and the first few days of may is the hardest month of my undergraduate career.)
i gotta say, i love your writing. amazing descriptions....haha.
July 22, 2006 - Niederweiler, Germany - Klonakilty concert. BE THERE!
nasty dude...
i luaghed til i cried...and i wanted to kill those people for you! but i'm glad they moved to alberta cuz i was gettin mighty tired of seeing them in the us of a.
so funny - i get the worst road rage when things like that happen to me...
i was going to write a post about how every encounter i had with vending machines last week turned into a bizarre disaster, but then i realized i could never pull that off and decided not to talk about it. you, on the other hand, seem to be able to make sense of the most deliciously mundane for the enjoyment of all.
The scoring works like this:
2 eProps for a fatality
1 eProp for an injury
0 eProps for doing the right thing.
you, sir, received 0 eProps.
carry on,
Matt
What an awesome tale!
I regretfully laugh at your expense.
Well, the first mistake you made was stopping....DUH
Boy I had to control that road rage myself today! Idiots on the road nearly bashed in my right side of my car! GRRR!
also, thumbs up on the lisa gerrared. you real cool.
a dancing gingerbread man would have made that scene perfect!
If we had more people like yuo on the roads it might just be a safer place, but then again I might be wrong but I hear good things about you.
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