• Drive time.

    Driving a car on the road is a little too impersonal. We know, in theory, that there are people in the other cars, but it is a little too abstract for our own good. We drive around in shells of our personality. The model, general upkeep, and decoration all speak to how we view ourselves. Yet to others on the road it is still just another car; little more than an obstacle between us and where we want to go. Friday I was driving to work and someone was overtaking me in the right hand lane. Just about when they were even with my car, they decided to execute a textbook sideswipe maneuver. Like about 90% of the other drivers on the road I swore, applied the brakes, and laid on the horn (in that order).

    Where else could I get away with behavior like that? Imagine if I carried on and swore at people on the side walk when they cut me off. Some might even pay good money to see it. It’s just so much easier to be a lout from the comfort of your own cocoon.

  • Did you take your antihistamine today?

    Those entry headings still don’t necessarily mean anything.

    Just so you know, I am the peak flow champion! That’s right baby. Makes me feel kind of silly, talking about feeling a little short of breath. What is a peak flow? Do you really want to know? Take a deep breath and exhale as quickly and completely as possible. Now measure the flow of air at the peak of your blow. Fascinating stuff, isn’t it?

  • Can I play too?

    Whence the death watch concludes, I’m on my way to nail down tack strips. You too can enjoy the sense of accomplishment that comes from hammering a wood strip into concrete. Think of the aggression you can work out. Think of the cathartic value. Think of how many more ways I can think of to say the exact same thing. If you missed the trimming of wet carpet you won’t want to miss tack stripping. It’s great fun for all of your upper bodies’ muscle groups.

    Do you want to know something strange? Despite my sarcastic tone, I’m looking forward to tack stripping. I’m looking forward to this family room flooring project. What the hell is wrong with me?