Thursday, May 03, 2007

Utterances Heard in a Car

I am back. I have been spending an inordinate amount of time in my car making mundane drives to and fro. I have to say that as much as I abhor public transit, actually let me rephrase that, public transit would be great if you could just remove the public, it does provide something that the car cannot.

Put aside the envronmental impact of driving, all those links in the chain (I am becoming a bit of a closet tree-hugger), I still prefer the freedom and enjoy being in my little bubble separate from the rest of humanity. It is a situation that is a bit of a paradox, kind of like the title of an old Modest Mouse album, "The Lonesome Crowded West". It like being part of the world, yet apart from the world. I kind of, just kind of, miss that interaction with the general public. Observing people as they are, in their natural habitat. I am like fucking Jane Goodall or Dian Fossey, only the chimps/apes I am studying are hairless, or at least have less hair, though some may not have that much less.

Since, I cannot remark on the words of others in cars, I can give you a feeling for the utterances that occur in my vehicle in a typical rush hour drive. This was just yesterday, so please follow along.

"Move up, you fuck!"
"Close that door, dingbat!"
"Nice tits."
"Look at that ass!"
"What are you breaking for numbnutz!"
"Where the fuck did you learn to drive"
"Not in my lane!"
"Get into to the intersection! There was that so fucking hard?"
"Fuck off, cabbie!"
"Ahhhhh, home."

Never a dull moment and never one where the expletives do not fly! Ciao!

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