Wednesday, December 05, 2007


Something is going to happen, but I don't know what. Weird things have been going on, and to me that means there is a tremor in the force.

The brain always likes to find patterns - like when your friend buys a new car and all of a sudden you see that car, same make, model and color, all over the place. This may all add up to happy brain patterns, but I just want to get it out in the open.

First, people have been driving weird. You say, "This is LA stupid, of course!" I'm not talking about bad drivers or crazy maniacs, but weird drivers.

One example - I saw an SUV approaching me this morning on the 14 like a bat out of hell. I kindly got out of the way expecting some young punk or at least a Valencia Soccer Mom. In the SUV was an old skinny, shriveled woman with giant hair. I couldn't even imagine how she could walk, let alone manage a beast of a vehicle going 90mph.

Then the weather. I scrape ice off my car in the morning, then by 1:30 it's 85 degrees out at work. A full 50 degree difference!

There are weird things at work, with friends' and families' work, and weird health issues.

I woke up the other morning with a fingernail shaped scrape on my nose, like I had slept with my nose pressed against the end of my finger. Ok, fine. The next morning, when the darn thing should have healed (partially at least), I get out of the shower and it's bleeding profusely. It's been 4 days, the scab is still there, and I have to keep telling people that I got in a brawl protecting my wife from a drunk dude at a rock concert.

The nail in the coffin, so to speak, was my car radio. 155,000 miles with no problems and today on my drive home, the radio decided to turn on and off on its own, at random times. It can't just die. It has to die, then come back on again 15 minutes later (scaring the crap out of me), then die a few minutes after that, then finally decide to live, at least for the remainder of my drive. Weird.

Part of this weirdness may stem from my lack of nutrition and exercise. Part of it may be the post-application/pre-decision law school void that I am in. It may still be from the stupid time change.

But, if there is another 9/11 scale event or "The Big One", remember you heard about it here first.


Anne Knowles said...

Sorry...exercise, not excercise. - School Marm

Ghetto Photo Girl said...

Monsieur and I broke up. Could that be it?

Captain Chipmunk said...

Thanks Mom!

GPG: Possibly. I'm sure he deserved whatever he had coming to him. And what's happening to that nice leather jacket?