May 07, 2008

Death of the Mustang

Well, there’s really no real easy way to say it so I’ll just say it. The Mustang is dead. I will be driving a piece of shit for a while until I decide if I want to go through getting another Mustang or not. As of right now I’m just going to kick it with my hooptie and start saving a bunch of money. This has been the most unlucky car I’ve ever owned, although I have only owned 5 in my life so far. I had a 78 Camaro Rally Sport, then an ’85 Tempo, a ’93 Tempo, a ’96 Mustang and my 2000 Mustang. Shortly after I bought this car I got rear ended while I was sitting at a stoplight. It was November in Wisconsin and of course, the bumper cracked in about 4 places. Jackoff that hit me lied about having Progressive insurance and jerked around until suddenly he was unreachable. Hopefully he’s somewhere in prison being violated by someone… because I don’t hold grudges. My passenger front quarter panel was hit in the parking lot and of course, no notes saying oops… I got that one fixed, but didn’t fix the bumper because that would have been out of pocket expense. I hit something in the garage one time too, which put a huge kiss in my stupid plastic front bumper. I never claimed that because even though it was ugly, it didn’t limit any functionality of the car. Last February some dipshit ran into my car… my passenger side quarter panel again. This time it bent it up and inward and made it hard to open up the passenger door. Well this time I paid a little extra and paid out of pocket for a new rear bumper since I was getting a new front bumper as well. My car was whole again, for a little over a year. This time it was self inflicted. I was driving through the parking lot and hard started to turn before the big concrete pole, then I heard some death scream from my right and like a retard I looked but didn’t hit the brake, and apparently didn’t keep turning the steering wheel… and crunch. I hit a huge fucking cement pole, fuck pole this was like a barricade. Anyway, after driving my car for over 6 years I didn’t realize that hitting a pole at about 9 miles an hour would result in the car being totaled out, but apparently like the body shop said, I hit the sweet spot.
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April 24, 2008

The Fog is Lifting

I think the fog is lifting, at least it seems like it is. I am beginning to see things much clearer than I have for about two years now. Of course its almost time for me to catch some Z's and therfore I won't really go into the story here now anyway, but I'm sure I'll be bored soon enough and I'll want to tell a little story.

Speaking of two years, I've been at my job for two years, so I guess I can't really call it my "new" job anymore. It is still however, my non-retail job.

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April 17, 2008

Dust in Your Ear

Wow, the month is over half done and I haven't posted a blog yet.

WTF?

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March 13, 2008

Did I Forget to Mention???

For whatever reason I totally spaced out in my last entry that I went to the Minneapolis Auto Show. For the most part it was nothing more than a large showroom that I had to pay to get into, but there were some cool things there as well. I did get to see the convertible Camaro concept car, as well as the new Challenger concept and a few nice Mustangs to boot. I did take about 80 some pictures so hopefully I will post some of those over the weekend. I am really itching to redo my website and not only graphically but there is some shit I want to remove and some stuff I want to add, so we’ll see exactly how that shit works out. I am Mr. Too Busy to Blog lately, so rebuilding a website seems somewhat out of reach.

Speaking of the Auto Show, I had to pay 10 bucks to park there. Now after driving through downtown Minneapolis those fuckers should have to pay me. I’m not used to dealing with retards at high speed like that. Once the parking was finished I then got to pay to go into the convention center and look around. There was another 9 bucks. Hey, we’re still under 20 and I hadn’t hit anyone (with my car or fist!) After being there for a short time I decided I was a little hungry and went to the rip off stand… oh, I mean food stand. They had wonderful stuff like a small soda for $3.50 and a slice of cheese pizza for $4.50. I don’t know if you’ve ever had a lovely fountain drink in the large city before, but it tastes like they used old pool water to make it. Don’t they make a fucking filter that at least reduces the damn amount of chlorine taste? That’s all I’m asking here, that my eyes don’t water from the ice cubes. Oh, and lets talk about the pizza, or should I say the piece of cardboard with some fucking sauce and cheese on top of it. It was the most horrible tasting pizza I’ve ever had, and I’ve had shitty pizza in my lifetime; believe me.

Hey, this is the third time this month that I’ve posted a blog. I think I’m on a roll or something… well maybe not.

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