twike,

twike, twike, twike! i want one, but it's not going to happen anytime soon. i've been drooling over smart cars ever since i saw one, but that's not going to happen either. they are done producing them. canada got their hands on a few, but we aren't getting any because they don't think they can sell any with everyone being suv my car can take up way more space than your car crazy. so they aren't going to go through all of the hassles getting them up to us standards. then i saw a twike. ahhhhh.......it's a little longer, but still tiny and healthy for the earth. (happy earth day by the way) this most likely isn't going to happen either though. it's a kit. it looks easy enough, but i haven't even had time to figure out the bass's recording equipment yet. it's still super expensive to get here. they aren't up to the us dot standards so i would have to do a lot of paperwork and extra stuff. it's pretty funny that it's not up to standard though because the standards for german and swiss vehicles are much tighter that here. hence all of the environmentally friendly vehicles available there. the problem is simply because they are different. the us wants things labeled differently. really? a labeling system is what's stopping lots of people from being able to afford environmentally friendly vehicles? yep. i find it funny that it would only take me ten minutes to buy a huge gas using vehicle and up to a year to get a small electric car. is anyone else out there drawing any conclusions? anyway, there is also the corbin sparrow, which is only a one seater (the girl will have to have her own) that is working on the us market, but it is still too expensive for me to make the jump into that world.

livers

must be plentiful because i comfirmed today that drunk dude here at work is back to pounding the liquor and it's only been a few months since his transplant. i assume he thinks that it's fresh and he can start all over again, but does that piss anyone else off? i'm certainly pissed about it. i seem to remember hearing stories about people on waiting lists. it's nice to know that this guy got one in a hurry and is now, what i consider, abusing it. i think he needs to see a counselor instead of spending time with captain morgan during lunch.

with

every swallow i take today, i can hear my mom telling me to slow down while i eat or i'll get a cramp and the girl also advising me too take it easy and pace myself. well, where were they last night when i started shoving pizza straight from the oven into my mouth? i guess i just swallowed one bite because my mouth is ok, but i burnt my throat with a glob of oven hot cheese and it is really sore and isn't getting any better. i'm going with plan c in a few minutes which consists of ice cream. mmmmm. plan c. i don't know why i can't wait for food to cool off and i also don't know why i feel the need to constantly speed eat. maybe because i'm the youngest of six? or because we only had a few minutes to eat lunch at school? or possibly because i am always eating on the run? mix them all up and you've got one unbalanced diet with mouth and throat burns making a regular appearance. i do have the pleasure of knowing that there are some others that are in much more pain than i am today because i saw some boxers get punched a few too many times last night. during one fight, the guy was bleeding all over the place and someone in the crowd kept yelling "stop the fight!". everyone entered with a regular nose and came out with a gigantic one. my favorite was the guy wearing a t shirt with a picture of himself on it. good times.

purchased

products gone wrong is not a hat trick that i desire. last night i went to buy one tire to replace the tire that has a four inch long hole in it and showing the wire. well, the girl thought that we should check it out before we left and sure enough.....they changed the wrong tire. great. the girl beat me to the counter and explained to them what happened. the guy said that i told him the left tire when actually i said passenger front. i didn't even use the word left and there was so much noise in there when we were setting up the order, i had to write down my phone number because i was tired of yelling it to him. anyway, the other guy took off the tire that i wanted off, held that tire beside another one and waved me over. he said "can you tell me which tire i just took off and then can you tell me why it needed to be changed instead of the one that i did change?" i pointed to the correct tire and then informed him of the gapping hole soon to be death trap on the tire that he didn't feel like changing even though someone made a mistake and i didn't get what i purchased. he finally looked at it and then said "oh. ok. i'll change it then."

short

recap of my weekend. i worked over two hours overtime on friday even though i did absolutely nothing all week. feel asleep and then by the time the girl and i got to the club, it was about an hour, most likely more, of a wait to get in. piled into the full size guestroom bed with the girl and the specialist and made them watch lizzie mcguire. watched everyone eat ice cream because i didn't want to be full for a big meal that i was going to. broke into the girl's parent's house. was attacked by seven freedom recently found birds. spent a good twenty minutes looking for a dictionary in the book store. watched the mariners win while eating a brat and a hotdog. buried my nose in my armpit while in line to get on the subway. had to plea that i ordered chicken while the waiter kept saying no and that i ordered shrimp while shoving the plate towards me until nice shirt came to the rescue and told him that i was allergic. watched the water guy miss my glass, continue to pour and then walk away from the table. got blamed for all of the napkins being wet and again was saved by nice shirt who witnessed the water guy. kept thinking that it was saturday when it was indeed sunday.