It's been a while, and sadly i don't have much time today.

the topic at hand: people who drive automatics have no sympathy for people who don't! If you drive 15 miles an hour, you are driving too fast for first gear, and two slow for 2nd gear. Please...be sympathetic...either drive 10 mph, or 20mph. More on driving peeves, i'm becoming more and more convinced that teenagers should not be allowed to drive before they are 18. Teenagers turn into (even more so) immature children holding a deadly weapon! I was driving home from work the other day, minding my own business, and I needed to merge right, so i turned on my blinker and waited for this guy to pass me, but as i started to merge over, some chick in her mom's intrepid decide to jump over and race around me. Even though i had my blinker on and CLEARLY had intentions of changing lanes. GRRRR. And then...if that wasn't enough...she was so busy looking in her rearview mirror and laughing at what she did to me that she almost rear ended the person in front of her, which in turn lead to me almost rear ending her (yes i realize part of this is my fault, i shouldn't have been following quite as closely, but for shit's sake! pay attention in a construction zone!!!) And then...she found that incredibly amusing as well and kept looking at her passenger (who looked to be too young to be sitting in the front seat, as her head barely was tall enough for the window. Isn't there a rule about children in the front seat??) so much that she almost hit a cone in the construction zone.

I've noticed something in all my ranting of road stuff. Number one is, my road rage is significantly much better, because i know that i don't need to yell at the moment, i can just write it in my blog later. Number two, I usually only have problems with three kinds of people A) teenagers with friends in the car B) old people who can't see over the steering wheel and C) guys (and sometimes women even!) who are embarassed of their manhood, and therefore use their car as compensation.

So...if you fall into any of these three categories just don't drive when i'm driving. Which is mostly 7:15-7:30 AM, 12-1 PM, and 4-4:15 PM Mon-Frid. You have been warned!

So i just bought Fiona Apple's CD "Extraordinary Machine". Whoa...talk about an awesome CD! She always amazes me when a new CD comes out. (For the record this is her first CD in 6 years, it was shelved by Sony for a long time) I always think she can't possibly do better than her last CD, and then she just comes out of no where with something new and completely fresh that all together different and excellent in it's own way. I can honestly say that all three of her CD's are my favorite of hers, each one is completely different. "Tidal" is very melancholly, sad, and painful. For those who remember my discussion on soul crying...this CD tipifies that. When the Pawn...(title is actually at 19 word poem) is so angry. It is just complete and raw anger, the kind you feel after someone breaks your heart and you stop the hurt and realize what a dick they are. Her anger almost borders on rage, but yet it's tempered with a little sadness. This third CD is a completely new sound. It's like she got over who ever hurt her and now it's more of a "i'm fine with out you". There's still a little of that anger or sadness, but acceptance seems to be the overall theme of this CD. I will leave you with some lyrics to the song "Parting Gift"

I opened my eyes while you were kissing me once
More than once
And you looked as sincere as a dog
Just as sincere as a dog
when it is the food on your lips, with which it's in love
I bet you could never tell
That i knew you didn't know me that well
It is my fault you see,
you never learned that much from me

Oh you silly, stupid past time of mine
You were always good for a rhyme
and from the first to the last time the signs said stop
but we went on whole-hearted
it ended bad, but i love what we started
they said stop, but we went on whole-hearted
it ended bad, but i love what we started

I took off my glasses while you were yelling at me once
More than once
So's not to see you see me react
Should've put 'em, should've put 'em on again
So i could see you see me, sincerely yelling back
I bet your fortressed face
belied your fort of lace
it is by the grace of me
you never learned what i could see

Oh you silly, stupid past time of mine
You were always good for a rhyme
And from the first to the last time all the signs said stop
but we went all whole-hearted
it ended bad, but i love what we started
they said stop, but we went on whole-hearted
it ended bad, but i love what we started