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Bad day

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It's called "a bad day"

This guy had a bad day.

I was in Piz­za Hut with my wife, her moth­er, and her aunt, and a semi truck (or trac­tor-trail­er) was try­ing to nego­ti­ate the cor­ner. Now it’s a tight cor­ner there, and I know I would­n’t want to have to sling a semi around it. He missed the fire hydrant. He was doing the stop-and-go thing that usu­al­ly means the trail­er’s tires are hung up on the curb. Then he just gunned it, went for it, and was free.

With the stop­light post drag­ging along the ground.

Yikes.

So one of the Piz­za Hut employ­ees ran out and grabbed the actu­al stop lights (which had fall­en free) and dragged them off the road onto the restau­ran­t’s lawn. I noticed that one of the vehi­cles, a mini­van stopped at what had till recent­ly been “the lights”, con­tained a guy talk­ing on his cell phone. Fur­ther inspec­tion showed that he had a police offi­cer patch on his shoulder.

When we left the restau­rant, I dropped Kath­leen off at work, then dashed home, grabbed the cam­era, and went back. I snapped this shot at the stop sign on 19th Street, try­ing to keep the offi­cers in the police car from see­ing me. Turned out pret­ty good, I think.

Nostalgia and its perils

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So tonight the tele­vi­sion sta­tion Déjà View* had, in order, Simon & Simon and Knight Rid­er, two shows that I was addict­ed to in my youth. (Well, as addict­ed as I was to any TV.)

Simon & Simon has aged fair­ly well. The feath­ered hair­dos and fun­ny clothes kind of date the show, but the snap­py ban­ter between the broth­ers was still enjoy­able after all these years. Aside from a few unin­ten­tion­al­ly hilar­i­ous plot holes–no worse than any oth­er ’80s leftovers–the show was fun to watch and the theme song still puts me in a hap­py place.

Knight Rid­er, on the oth­er hand… Well, I’ll be kind, and not tell you how many times my wife and I were laugh­ing at the high cheese fac­tor. It was def­i­nite­ly a Mys­tery Sci­ence The­atre 3000 kind of vibe in my liv­ing room. You know it’s bad when the best actor on the show is the vague­ly snot­ty British voice of the car. (Oh, and it was an episode from the “Super Pur­suit Mode” days, and I feel all crawly and dirty that that phrase makes sense to me.)

Wow. Just–wow.

* A net­work ded­i­cat­ed to show­ing old tele­vi­sion shows. Once they had a–shudder–Love Boat marathon.

Holy, holy crap

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What a day, what a day
If you can look it in the face and hold your vomit
–Faith No More

Well, it was­n’t that bad.

You know it’s going to be a good day when you arrive at work and there’s a sign on the doors to your building:

POWER OUTAGE
Please keep out of building

The Big Equipment Bet­ter still is when they bring in the heavy equipment.

But the best is when the pow­er still isn’t on when you go home for the day.

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