12.08.2004

Twisted Mettle

The weather is crap today, super heavy rain with no chance of abating. I woke up and took Lauren to her subbing job and was thus granted access to a vehicle. Near the university, I saw a few cops lined up placing cones and waving people around what appeared to be a nasty accident. It was hard to see through the raindrops but I could see only one car involved... and one bicycle. I passed the black Cutlas and a few yards further passed a crumpled 1980's Peugeot road bike. Neither the driver nor the cyclist were to be seen.

I went into the nearby Jackson's to fuel up and grab some caffeinated sugar-water (they try to call it coffee) and asked the clerk if she knew the details of the accident. "Yeah," she says, "some idiot bike rider was in the middle of the lane wearing full black clothing and no lights." She chuckled. "Idiot didn't have any lights on, I don't feel bad for him a bit." Jaded low-life gas-selling chain-smoking yellow-toothed overweight goonie ape hooker. She has no clue, even if that guy was in the wrong, he was still someone and no one deserves that. I took my crap-coffee and bid her a good day.

The day has continued on this interesting streak. I completed and will display my acoustics design in, oh, five minutes. Quite the crunch-time scenario involving impossible-to-machine PVC pipe and burns from a hot glue gun. Plus, I got into a heated (yet frivolous) discussion with my roomies back home. Blah. More to come. I'm feeling vocal today but am out of time. Stay tuned.