Tuesday, May 27, 2003

The quality of mercy goes untested in the household. Celebrated Memorial Day by transplanting shrubs. "Comeon," I implored "I'm a veteran for Chrissake. A disabled one at that". But my piteous cries touched her heart not at all.

Tuesday, May 13, 2003

The red-winged blackbirds are moving through now. I've always liked them. I like a splash of color on a black background. Now they remind me of things. Something forever gone. Something I want back but frustratingly, I don't know how to . I don't know whether to sit and watch them or shoot the bastards.

Thursday, May 08, 2003

Petty bureaucrats, petty bullshit.

I think "bureaucrat" is about the worst epithet that you can call someone. Almost as bad a "senator" or "President Clinton".

Had to get a Maryland state inspection done on the truck the other day. Turns out the tires are slightly larger than what some deskbound asshole in Annapolis thinks they ought to be. No big deal, I have another set at the house. Told the mechanic I had them. He said I'd have to put them on. I told him I could do that, but I'd switch them right back as soon as I got it home. Did he still need me to put the smaller ones on? "Yep". Moron. So I have to change tires for ten fucking minutes so this asshole can see them. The larger tires don't affect anything. They don't rub, they don't alter the ride height, they don't even affect the speedometer reading according to the bullshit radar sign I have to drive past each morning. Christ. Is it me?

I'm in a fucking mood today.

Thursday, May 01, 2003

I think I'm just too caustic for general consumption. I called in an order to the local deli today after having done so yesterday as well (peer pressure from coworkers). When I got there the guy said "You use the same name every time". I asked him what the fuck he expected.

I think that people don't always believe my last name. It's a bit unusual, although there is an actor with the same name.

Anyway, I get to the deli and end up standing behind two guys in suits. Turns out they're administrative judges. I didn't know there was a courthouse around here. But anyway, one of these guys smells like ten motherfuckers. All I can think is someone like that should have a clue as to basic hygeine.

Ok. Back to work.