Wednesday, June 23, 2004

Ok, yesterday I left a semi-cryptic post about the streetsweeper. Now, this may seem like a strange subject for a post...and it is, but allow me to explain.

My house is between two roads. One is a residential street. It's quiet, peaceful, serene, and only every once in a while does someone pretend it is a drag strip. Of course this is the side that my parents' room is...



The second is a fairly busy highway. On the other side of the highway is a grocery store. This is the side of the house that the bedroom Thrush and I share and also Silver Falcon's room is on. The picture was taken out my bedroom window.



The grocery store gets its parking lot swept by a street sweeper about twice a week. The street sweeper is an insane psycotic thing. I have never met the person who drives the streetsweeper, but I bet dollars to donuts that they walk like a zombie due to the evil influences of their vehicle.

Now, this grocery store is also fairly busy. As far as I know, it's one of those "Open 24 hours" places, and it's definatly open during the day, so I understand why the street sweeper can't sweep the parking lot in the morning or afternoon. But what time does the street sweeper work? MIDNIGHT!!!!

Now, I don't know about you, but once I'm asleep, I don't hear anything. I could sleep through a hurricane. However, I can't fall asleep if there's a noise. And if I'm not asleep by midnight, I will usually not fall asleep before 2 or 3. So this psycho of a vehicle is over there, sweeping and creating massive amounts of noise during MY premium sleep time.

Another problem I have with the street sweeper is that it has no logic to the way it sweeps. When I vacuum or sweep, or even when I paint, I go like this.



Logically and neatly. When the street sweeper sweeps the parking lot, it does this:



I dare you to tell me how that is neat. And while it's sweeping so randomly, it's also missing cars by about an inch. No. Really. I swear. There car be five cars in the parking lot, 50 feet between 'em all, and the demon thing that sweeps the parking lot will miss them all by about an INCH! I know I have no room to talk, given my record on steering clear of parked cars, but c'MON! How on EARTH (or Gunsmoke, or wherever) do you come that close to other vehicles so many times in a row?!?

Anyway, that's the saga of the street sweeper. I'm sure I've bored you all to tears by now. Got to go. Later!

Ozymandius

P.S.: Just found out I'm 108 on the member list!
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