Insighting street races, for over 16 years.

For some reason my particular driving style has often caused other drivers to want to also speed and try to beat me. This morning I was driving to work pretty fast because I wanted to get here as soon as possible. Apparently some guy in a Nissan Z decided that there was no way he was going to let some guy in full size construction truck beat him so he kept trying to get in frint of me after I dared to pass him. It was one of those races where you aren't really racing, you just happen to be driving at 95 mph. So he would pass me and slow down. Then I would pass him just because my average rate of speed was faster. Then he would do 110 for a while to pass me.

Then some guy in a BMW decided he wanted to get involved. And then I decided, well, what else am I going to do for the next hour on the road. So I wasted that beemer and continued to make better lane change decisions than the Z. But he knew his exit (which was before mine). And gave it one last push right before it and beat me by 2 lengths.

I waved, but he didn't wave back.

Nevada To Phase Out Laws Altogether

The Onion has finally posted to the web one of my all time favorite stories of theirs:
Nevada To Phase Out Laws Altogether

(Also, check out my all time favorite story of theirs.)

I don't mind crying at stupid movies.

Sidewalk Stencil: Crying is OK here, originally uploaded by Franco Folini.

When my friend Aaron died a few months ago I didn't cry much. Ever since then I cry really easily at movies. I think it gets me because I so dont expect it. I almost cried at the preview for The Queen. When I actually went to see it, most of it really didnt get to me. But the scene with the deer. Something about that almost got me. Today I had Hary Potter and the Goblet of Fire on in the background and at the end when Cedric dies I felt my face getting red and a lump in my throat. Last night i shed a few tears when I was watching Click, CLICK!!!! Any moments when Adam Sandler was realizing how important the father son connections are in his life I got a lump in my throat. And at the end when we was yelling out for his son I cried.

The worst though was on my way back from Miami. I went to Miami with some friends of Aaron's. We went just to be together. We didnt really talk about him, and we are friends anyway, but we got together because we love him. He was there in the room the whole time if you know what I mean. On the way back they played "The Bridge to Terabithia." Right in the middle of the movie someone dies unexpectedly. Completely out of nowhere. And it was extra sad because it was someone with a lot of future ahead of them who's time was cut too short.

Well I sat there in seat 24F crying and crying for the last 40 minutes of the movie (ok, I dont actually know if it was 40 minutes but it sure felt like it). I didn't make any noise. I just cried silently and turned my head to look out the window and not watch all the dropped shoulders and frowns.

I'm glad it comes out sometimes. I know it's in there.

Oh yea, and I saw Shrek 3 tonight. Nobody died.

Flickr San Francisco training

Flickr San Francisco training, originally uploaded by Zack Sheppard.

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