Caught in the act...

So last night, I'm leaving work. It's icy and the parking lot is dark, cars are parked all over the place since the lot was never plowed and nobody knew where the little white lines were. I'm walking through the rows of cars and something out of the ordinary catches my eye. It was one of those moments when you see something but your brain doesn't quite register what your looking at, so you just stop and stare for a moment until you realize that your gawking at two teenagers "playing" in a parked car.

They both saw me, but the moment was so quick that in thier heads they were thinking "maybe he didn't see anything", so I kept walking ( and laughing) to my car, which happen to be parked directly in front of the Shag-mobile. I unlocked my door (still laughing) sat in the front seat and just for fun, sat there for about 10 minutes. I didn't start the car, turn on the lights, nothing, just sat there.

I couldn't really see anything, from what I could see the two lovers were perfectly frozen, they didn't move an inch, statues really. So after about 10 minutes when I figured they were freaked out enough (and I realized I wasn't gonna get a free show) I started up the car and drove home.

I recalled a few times when I got caught in ackward situations and/ or positions by cops, mall security, random people walking by, it actually was always more of a rush for me, so in a way I hope I managed to encrease thier sexual experiance, or screw up any chances that guy may get again for a parking lot love session. Either way... I'm happy I parked there.

Driving in snow

I was driving to work today in the tail end of a typical Eastern winter storm, about 6 inches of snow already on the ground and sleet and freezing rain were falling. The roads wern't in the best condition and I was thinking about how much I missed my old "Bachlor SUV" with the four-wheel drive. the new "Family compact" just didn't cut it in rough conditions. I slipped a few times and after the inital heart attack, the adrenoline kicked in and I remebered how much fun it was to purposly slide and lose control. 10 years ago I would have found an empty parking lot (or street) and see haw many times I could get the car to completly spin in a circle or see how far I could slid after slamming on the breaks or even crash into a snow drift...just for fun.

Just then, as the child in me was starting to daydream about building snowmen in the middle of the street and running them over (which looking back was kinda sick) some idot flies past me doing like 100 mph. He was from another state where not being able to drive is built into the genetic code of its residents, and immediatly the adult in me began to curse him up, down and sideways. Is it wrong that I was kinda wishing he would loose control and smash his pretty little Lexus into the center barrier? Probably...I'm sure on the drive home I'll try to do a few slides, or not.

Writer's Block

So I had all these awsome ideas to write about and I find myself staring at a blinking little line......Bare with me, i'll come up with something soon...

Being Held Hostage by my Inner Child

Day: 10,522

"The last few years has been especially gruling on my inner child. Marriage, buying a home and the birth of my sons has been quite trying on that voice in my head that steers me back to the days of my youth. The multitude of adult responcibilities has put me in a constant state of hostilities with my inner child, many times I feel that he is winning the war. So today, I create this journal to document the battle between wanting to be a responcible adult and living the life I had only a few short years ago. In the end, no one knows who will win, I can only hope that a treaty can be made and that the two factions of my brian can co-exsist peacefully."