Saturday, August 13, 2016

Rantsid Milk

I biked to the grocery store to pick up a few things.

What was really cool was that I wasn't the only person who biked there. Of course, I only ran in to get a few things of produce and beans, so it's not like I stopped to chat or anything.
I did engulf a banana I had purchased for that very reason before the ride home, and I got stopped by a train which was very, very loud.
6 miles there, 6 miles back with a nice late summer breeze.

I also saw a snake that had been run over with its head all mashed and bloody.
I wanted to pull out some chalk and write "Jesus wuz here". You know, crushing the head of the serpent and all.

So even though I haven't been posting on here recently, I have been blogging- just not on these internets. With all the back 2 skühl sales that went on the past few weeks, I bought some notebooks. I decided to keep one with me at all times in case I have a really good idea so that I don't forget it later.

For instance, this week I wrote:
Sam is like a potato in that you can mash him and sometimes he is sweet.
Sometimes he is bad though; you can see it in the eyes.

Judgey kitty eyes.

Something that has been very heavy on my heart recently is the blatant misuse of cars.
Specifically, idling cars.

In the words of Pete Adeney, a idling engine is like a bleeding wound or an overflowing toilet. Something to be alarmed at and correct immediately.

Yet every day in the parking at work whilst on my daily lunch walk, I see cars just idling away.
I guess people try to take naps on their lunch break. I don't know why else you would leave an air conditioned building just to sit in an air conditioned car.
Is there a greater waste?

One time, I drove by my friend's house so she could pick something up and then we would be on our way. I drove up near the back of her house, she got out, and I turned the car off to wait with the windows down.
A minute or so later, she came back out asking why I turned my car off.

I told the truth, "Because I didn't want to leave it on."
But there was a deeper truth, "Because it goes against my core beliefs about cars. They are for driving and not little air conditioned mobile pods where I indiscriminately use fossil fuels to make myself a trifle more comfortable."

People act like sweating is the worst thing that could ever happen to somebody.

When I take my walks at lunch they're all like, "Don't you get hot?"
Well, yeah. I mean, it's August in Georgia, and yeah, I'm a person so I sweat.

But for whatever reason, it doesn't bother me very much. It's just water leaving the body except it doesn't smell like pee and you don't have to go to the bathroom to do it. Sweating is cleansing in a way, but people act like it will turn them into some reeking slime-zoid.

Sweat really only bothers me when it's running down my face co-mingling with my sunscreen and getting in and stinging my eyes while I'm going over an interstate bypass on a bike.
But that's why I keep a towel on my handlebars.
Look at me, look at me. Hands in the air like it's good to be ALIVE and I'm a famous rapper even when the paths are all crookedy.

Anyway, I'm getting off topic here. I didn't realize that idling cars bothered me as much as sweat bothers other people.

Another thought I had is that cars are for driving and not for collecting.
I just can't get behind why a person would obtain (buy, inherit, steal, build, whatever) a car just for the sole purpose of having it.

This is almost comical to me. Cars just sitting in a garage covered up. Hogging good sheltered garage space that could be used for a vehicle you actually drive. Paying insurance and registration fees (and car payments if you're a real jughead) on something you rarely use.

"I don't want to drive it because I don't want to put the miles on it."
THEN WHY DO YOU HAVE THE CAR!?! Why why why?

What else are you going to do with that hunk of metal? Look at it?

You know what? You deserve a Sam doge meme.

~*~*oooh~*~* '92 Mustang. So phresh. Very car. Much impress.

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This whole idea is a smh situation.

Unfortunately, it seems the greater majority of the population has already bought into the idea that idling and collecting cars is ok.

If you feel yourself starting to going along with it, just remember the Sam doge.
It can be a powerful reminder.

I can take apart the remote control and I can almost put it back together,
TWS

Handlebars; Flobots

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