Tuesday, May 08, 2007

Spilled Coffee and Muscle Cars

I’ve so much to say, so many posts started but incomplete, and no time to finish them of late. I’ve been quite busy and just don’t have the time, so far, to put the final touches on some more personal and detailed posts that are stuck in limbo. For the time being, though, I’ve setup a “Passing Thoughts” category as a catch all for tidbits such as the following…

• I did it again. Spilled coffee down my shirt. ARRRGH. WTF? I guess having the sink spray over the crotch of my pants is just around the corner.

• Did that guy peeling out at the light really think he’s a man because of it? Does anybody really think a car makes them special? And do men that parade muscle cars in such a fashion actually imagine that a beautiful woman might consider him virile, as if the gas pedal was being depressed by something other than his foot? I think not.