Those fucking deer had better call somebody
I just returned from my epic weekend trip to Bowling Green, Ohio, and I have some notes:
- My brother Richard is still the coolest person in the world and that will probably never change. Also, Jenn is a very gracious hostess and a much more conscientious driver than I.
- People who are going to drive within ten mph of the speed limit on the freeway need not ever be in the left lane. I hate having to pass from the right. It is a headache. If I want to drive 80-85 mph on the highway I should be completely unimpeded in this.
- Bowling Green, Ohio is really fucking far away from New Albany, IN.
- Bowling Green, Ohio is an alright town, but I would hate to live there. I hope Richard and Jenn can move sometime soon. Even if they go somewhere farther away, I will still come visit for sure.
- There is absolutely nothing worth seeing between Dayton, Ohio, and Toledo, Ohio.
- The toll road to Cleveland is a scam. $3.75 to get into Cleveland is an outrage.
- Jacobs Field is pretty cool, I guess. However, Cleveland looks like an industrial hellhole. But I suppose I only saw a little bit of it, so I shouldn't judge.
- While the Cincinnati Reds are truly an awful, awful baseball team, they played quite well on Saturday, for which I was grateful. Seeing Phillips and Ross homer in an opposing team's park really brightened my mood considerably.
- There are a lot of hot chicks in both Bowling Green, Ohio, and Cleveland, Ohio. That was good to see.
- Liquor is very cheap in Ohio, but the laws there are weird. What the hell is the deal with this 'diluted' shit? If I want to get real whiskey and real vodka after 9 pm, it should be my unalienable right to do so.
- It is very windy in northern Ohio. It's like the fucking Steppe or something.
- Those fucking deer should know better than to run onto the highway when there are vehicles traveling at speeds of up to 90 mph. And let me add that there is no goddamn way I am ever going to stop if some dumbass deer decides to run into my passenger's side door and put a huge dent in it. But I suppose that deer was punished justly for his insolence, for he is surely dead.
Lastly, I would like to say that I heartily enjoyed my trip to Bowling Green, Ohio, and look forward to doing it again. And any of these people who have gone up there to visit Richard and Jenn and do not want to do so again are assholes, period.
Michael
- My brother Richard is still the coolest person in the world and that will probably never change. Also, Jenn is a very gracious hostess and a much more conscientious driver than I.
- People who are going to drive within ten mph of the speed limit on the freeway need not ever be in the left lane. I hate having to pass from the right. It is a headache. If I want to drive 80-85 mph on the highway I should be completely unimpeded in this.
- Bowling Green, Ohio is really fucking far away from New Albany, IN.
- Bowling Green, Ohio is an alright town, but I would hate to live there. I hope Richard and Jenn can move sometime soon. Even if they go somewhere farther away, I will still come visit for sure.
- There is absolutely nothing worth seeing between Dayton, Ohio, and Toledo, Ohio.
- The toll road to Cleveland is a scam. $3.75 to get into Cleveland is an outrage.
- Jacobs Field is pretty cool, I guess. However, Cleveland looks like an industrial hellhole. But I suppose I only saw a little bit of it, so I shouldn't judge.
- While the Cincinnati Reds are truly an awful, awful baseball team, they played quite well on Saturday, for which I was grateful. Seeing Phillips and Ross homer in an opposing team's park really brightened my mood considerably.
- There are a lot of hot chicks in both Bowling Green, Ohio, and Cleveland, Ohio. That was good to see.
- Liquor is very cheap in Ohio, but the laws there are weird. What the hell is the deal with this 'diluted' shit? If I want to get real whiskey and real vodka after 9 pm, it should be my unalienable right to do so.
- It is very windy in northern Ohio. It's like the fucking Steppe or something.
- Those fucking deer should know better than to run onto the highway when there are vehicles traveling at speeds of up to 90 mph. And let me add that there is no goddamn way I am ever going to stop if some dumbass deer decides to run into my passenger's side door and put a huge dent in it. But I suppose that deer was punished justly for his insolence, for he is surely dead.
Lastly, I would like to say that I heartily enjoyed my trip to Bowling Green, Ohio, and look forward to doing it again. And any of these people who have gone up there to visit Richard and Jenn and do not want to do so again are assholes, period.
Michael