Category Archives: driving
I am SO GOOD, that three years later, I can still annoy you.
You can bow and chant that you are not worthy.
And I’ll blush and Aw- shucks you while kicking up dust….
but seriously?
I think it is FANTASTIC that I can continue to piss people off about something that I wrote way back when…
Here’s the original post and comments
Note the latest comments as like- last week, and totally off the mark. C’mon people? if you want to rant, at least get it straight what you’re ranting about. Haven’t I taught you anything?
Geesch.
Funny how I get a whole bunch of hits from employees at…
This is why I speed.
Tom says it’s a testicular pleasure. And while, as a woman, I can’t quite get on board with that reason, I cannot deny the sexual reference, nor my need for speed. Maybe it’s the pleasure it brings me, when the driving fast is combined with the illegality of it. It’s like sex- but not like this kind of sex. It’s like all the best parts of sex: the power, the control, the excitement, the pleasure, the adrenaline rush, the possibility of getting caught, the newness every time, the rise in blood pressure, the release, the chance to…
Our Family Annual Report 2008/ The Cheap Christmas Card

OUR YEAR OF 2008 AS COMPARED TO THE XXIX OLYMPIAD
This year was a series of trials, sort of like the Olympics, but with less Chinese food and more Southern accents.
We had our technical challenges, beginning with Linda choosing to defect from Samsung to the BlackBerry team. There was a moment when she was wooed by a competitor, but even with its snazzy looking stylus she still couldn’t cope with the Microsoftness of it. She battled the internet to create a website for her new venture, scratch and maintain her own site.
More techical hi-jinx took center…




