So when I was in the taxi going to work today, we pulled up next to a middle aged man in a candy apple red Ferrari F-100. This thing has the loudest fucking engine. It's just sort of roaring as it idles. You can tell it's a very powerful car. Yet the guy's driving it on (pothole-ridden) Manhattan streets. And he's stuck in terrible traffic and can't get to drive further than a block before he misses a light (just like me, only I'm stuck in the back of a taxi driven by a Sikh).
Anyhow, you could hear the car revving from like a block away. And the guy was so in midlife crisis mode, you could just see. But noone was looking at him or at his car (except, apparantly, me). He actually nosed the car halfway into an intersection in order to get people to notice him. And still, they didn't pay attention. It was very funny.
I guess that I'm just amused by people who buy fancy cars for their mid-life crisis present to themselves.
I wonder what my own mid-life crisis present to myself will be, seeing as how I live in a City where I absolutely have no need (or place) for a car.
Well, I do know that I want one of those really cute, tiny little Sony laptops... Of course, I'm nowhere near old enough for a midlife crisis. Yet.
I'm back in the City and going here.
Yay!
Otherwise, what to report? Well, mostly that work has been pretty busy, and nothing really major on the personal front. Some good stuff going on professionally, but since I don't blog about work, well, I'm just going to have to keep you in suspense!
Well, I guess one bit of news is that I missed my sister's bachelorette party last night. Apparantly, they went to a drag show.
Once I motivate myself to connect the camera to the PC, I have some cool photographs of alligators from the Louisana bayou to upload for you. So be patient!
Heading to New Orleans in a few. That should be fun and boozy. I keep telling myself I'm not going to drink that much, but given the crowd I'll be hanging with, well, I'm not sure if that's possible.
Let you know next week!