OK, it’s a little late, but here are our jack-o-lantern designs that were sitting outside my door this past Halloween:
Here’s my design – a pirate ship!
And here is Jenn’s design – Super Mario:
In going through my pictures, I happened to find a picture of a jack-o-latern I carved back in college. I still think it’s my most impressive:
This is the message I WISH I could display to the stool-for-brains drivers I have to deal with on a daily basis. Today was especially bad because I actually had to travel further than my usual 10 mile commute to work. I’m not unreasonable. Given that I was driving from Baltimore to D.C., I expected some amount of rush hour traffic. However, I don’t think driving 30 miles should take TWO and A HALF HOURS!!!!
This delay (and just about any other delay) can be attributed directly to 4 genre of people:
1. The Rubbernecker – Must we slow down to look at every disabled vehicle along the road? Apparently! You don’t work for C.S.I! Keep your eyes on the road and drive! I think driving on the interstate should be like the movie Speed. If your car drops below a certain speed – you die. Simple as that. We’ll install what I’ve deemed the “Darwin Device” into every vehicle on the road & we’ll soon be free of this problem. “Only the strong survive.”
2. Cops – Does it really take 5 cop cars to respond to a fender bender? I love the fact that you’re pushing your academy-taught driving skills to the limit while responding to an accident that already has 3 units on the scene. We don’t mind the potential danger you’re putting us in or the further disruption to the traffic flow. As long as you’re having a good time, we’re cool with that. Oh, and thanks for leaving your lights on well after the accident has been cleared so that The Rubberneckers have something else to “investigate.” I really have nothing better to do than to sit in traffic.
3. The Timid Merger – If you can’t merge into traffic at a rate faster than 5 mph, you don’t deserve to be driving a car. Go buy a moped – or better yet, one of those beach cruiser bicycles. That’s probably more your pace. Oh, and when you see people waving at you, they’re not saying “Hi.” Get your ass over one lane and turn off your F-ing turn signal.
4. Electronic Sign Dude – I guess most drivers are on a 3rd grade reading level, because any time an electronic traffic sign has more than 3 words on it, there’s a major traffic slow down so everyone can read it. I encountered a sign today, after sitting in traffic for 45 mins, that said “95 North – Expect Congestion & Delays.” Mind you, I’m ON 95 North when I read this sign. It’s absolutely POINTLESS! The only thing it accomplished was tacking on another 10 minutes to my trip while people slowed down to read it. One of my other favorites is “Reduced Visibility Due to Fog - Drive with Caution.” First off, DUH! I can see the fog. Secondly, the reduced visibility just hinders peoples’ already pathetic reading ability, so the ensuing backup is even worse. Electronic Sign Dude, please read my sign & DIE!
OK, venting complete. Since there’s not much I can do about any of the above, I guess the next time I’m in traffic I’ll just go to “my happy place.” I’ll imagine a world without any of them, where the roads flow like Niagra Falls…
Yeah right! Who am I kidding? I’ll be cussing them out like I always do.
I have a love/hate relationship with water. This weekend, I hated it!
For two reasons: 1) A leaky pipe in the basement. 2) A leaky window in the bedroom. Both of these occurred at the house in Rehoboth. I fixed them both of course, since I’m a man…the pipe was easy because it was PVC. The window was another story. It took about 4 hours between prying out the old water damaged wood, sealing up the window on the outside (30 feet up) so it wouldn’t happen again, cutting & fitting replacement trim boards, and repainting everything.
From This:
To This:
To This:
Check out these awesome pictures I got while down in DC over the weekend to check out the cherry blossoms:
This has got to be the most bad ass street sign on Earth. 50 Cent would be proud!
Who needs gaymo Captain Crunch & his cereal when Captain White is on duty!?! I mean, he owns a CITY of seafood!
This was a gangsta-ass rat that was like “What biotch? I do what I want even with hundreds of people walking right by me!”
Oh yeah, and there were cherry blossoms too:
And there was kite mania going on at the Washington Monument:
We got about 4 inches of snow today. Jenn & I took Lexi out to play in it. She loves to chase snow balls and generally act like an idiot when she sees snow…
My girlfriend, Jenn, making a snow angel with Lexi’s help.
Me wrastlin’ with Lexi.
