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Tuesday, Sep 02, 2008
Worst. Nominee. Evar.
Ignorant Ass Republi-tards
So in Houston I had lunch with some people who just had to tell me their conservative opinions. I should have said something like, "I'm not sure you want to wind me up, because I might start into a diatribe about that retard y'all sent to the White House." See, even by the second clause of the first sentence I'm getting all up in their grill.
This hostility to the fucking idiots who voted for the fucking idiot was kind of festering inside when I responded to someone on an email list. I just joined an email list that's used by several dozen aficionados of driving on tracks. Often the banter goes way, way off topic. Sometimes it starts off topic and degenerates from there.
Someone started a thread on the Assistant to the Regional Manager, or whatever she is, that was picked by McCain. It somehow got into affirmative action, and some Dittohead talking points, and I let loose with ...
This is pretty far afield from how to get around Sears Point in a race car.
I'll end with a quotation from Hunter S. Thomson that I keep coming back to over and over again ...
(I'm going to stay away from the email list for a couple weeks.)
Saturday, Jul 19, 2008
Can't Drive 55
The speed limit in California is 55 mph while towing. However, it's a poorly enforced limit. But still, I'd say some luck was involved in my drive down 101 last night. Just south of Salinas I was stretching it out in an empty patch of road to close the gap with a clump of cars. When I spotted the CHP cruiser in the side view mirror, I was doing 80. I lifted and was going 65 by the time he passed me.
A couple hours south of Salinas I was passed again by a different cruiser. I was doing 70 when I spotted him. A bit later, I saw him writing a ticket for a German car.
I guess a Ford just ain't that excitin' to write up.
Just say no to the Inquisition.
PZ