Thursday, December 10, 2009

Blah, Blah Blah

I woke up this morning to FM 100's tenth day of just Christmas music. I can't believe I am so sick of Christmas music by the 10th of December.

The Tribune did its regular job of using spell check instead of an editor. In a sentence about the St. George pilot who crash landed his plane next to I-15 they put the word "spends" in the wrong place and then repeated it in the same sentence later on. It was as if they switched phrases in the sentence and didn't bother to proof read it.

I had to drive about 50 miles around the valley this afternoon. Most people are not paying attention. Not like usual, they seem more distracted, probably the FM100 music. A few were trying to keep those of us with somewhere to go from going over the speed limit by moving into the outside lane just as we approached. Also there was this one guy who could see I was trying to move in in front of him so he sped up and blocked me. I guess he had nothing better to do. If I had my surface-to-air missle launcher mounted on my battle cruiser as I have dreamed of often, there would be nothing left of him but a smoking pile of rubble.

Its not that I wish anyone any ill will, I am just grumpy. My wife would say more than usual. Happy Holidays (We can't say Merry Christmas - we might offend those who believe in Kwanza).

1 comment:

Max said...

That's why I just say "Happy, Merry Chrismahanuquansikah"