Hodgepodge.
Oh man. Just got my car back from the shop today. Man, getting in my car today, after driving mom's behemoth Caddy 300 for 3 days (since she's out on the truck with dad and wasn't using it)... It was like sliding into your old comfy "sittin' around" clothes after all day in your pleated pants and button-up shirt. It's only been two months since I bought my car, but I've already grown so comfortable with it. Love that car. Which makes the scrape it collected in the Sinclair Parking Garage a couple weeks ago all the more irritating.
Hell, did I even mention that I bought a new car? I need to use this space more often. I ended up going with the '07 Nissan Altima I mentioned a couple entries back. Very sexy. But y'all don't care about that.
Mom's car does have one feature I like, though. It's got a hard drive and a USB input so you can upload your own music, which is incredibly useful in a region where the music on the radio isn't exactly diverse. I bring this up to relay one of those little stories where the universe just hands you a smile. So, day 2 of driving this thing, I decided to test out this feature with the only track in my "80's" music subfolder, A-Ha's "Take On Me." God I love that song. I fell in love with the music video as a kid. Anyway, after class Tuesday night, I pop in my flash drive, upload that shit, and have myself a good time. Twice. Now, no matter how much you like a song, it's difficult to listen to it more than twice in a row, so I switch over to 94.9 The Sound, quite possibly the only consistently good radio station in southwest Ohio, and what do they play after the song that was on when I switched over? Take On Me. How's that for serendipity?
And then, as I was pulling into Germantown, I saw an amazing bumper sticker. "Proud to be Pagan." That shit takes some serious balls, man. You don't drive into the "real America" with that kind of thing on your ass. I can only assume they were passing through.
You know, I'm glad I am not alone in being extremely pissed off and insulted by this "real America" bullshit that's been floating around on conservative talkshows, political rallies, and in commercials from my own fucking congressman (way to not get my vote, Mike Turner). In fact, not only am I not alone, I seem to be surrounded by people who see through it, which makes me feel a little better for humanity. Seriously, what the fuck kind of madness is that for a politician, a supposed representative of the people, to say? Suggesting that there is a "real America" suggests that there is a "fake America." There's no way around it. So then, how do you expect to help your party win an election when you're calling half the people who are going to be voting phonies? Or worse, commies, or socialists, or, the most retarded thing of all, anti-American? Doesn't sound like a very good campaign strategy. Is it any wonder that the party that isn't insulting America is ahead in the polls?
Hell, did I even mention that I bought a new car? I need to use this space more often. I ended up going with the '07 Nissan Altima I mentioned a couple entries back. Very sexy. But y'all don't care about that.
Mom's car does have one feature I like, though. It's got a hard drive and a USB input so you can upload your own music, which is incredibly useful in a region where the music on the radio isn't exactly diverse. I bring this up to relay one of those little stories where the universe just hands you a smile. So, day 2 of driving this thing, I decided to test out this feature with the only track in my "80's" music subfolder, A-Ha's "Take On Me." God I love that song. I fell in love with the music video as a kid. Anyway, after class Tuesday night, I pop in my flash drive, upload that shit, and have myself a good time. Twice. Now, no matter how much you like a song, it's difficult to listen to it more than twice in a row, so I switch over to 94.9 The Sound, quite possibly the only consistently good radio station in southwest Ohio, and what do they play after the song that was on when I switched over? Take On Me. How's that for serendipity?
And then, as I was pulling into Germantown, I saw an amazing bumper sticker. "Proud to be Pagan." That shit takes some serious balls, man. You don't drive into the "real America" with that kind of thing on your ass. I can only assume they were passing through.
You know, I'm glad I am not alone in being extremely pissed off and insulted by this "real America" bullshit that's been floating around on conservative talkshows, political rallies, and in commercials from my own fucking congressman (way to not get my vote, Mike Turner). In fact, not only am I not alone, I seem to be surrounded by people who see through it, which makes me feel a little better for humanity. Seriously, what the fuck kind of madness is that for a politician, a supposed representative of the people, to say? Suggesting that there is a "real America" suggests that there is a "fake America." There's no way around it. So then, how do you expect to help your party win an election when you're calling half the people who are going to be voting phonies? Or worse, commies, or socialists, or, the most retarded thing of all, anti-American? Doesn't sound like a very good campaign strategy. Is it any wonder that the party that isn't insulting America is ahead in the polls?