Hmmmmm...what to rant about first.
FIRST!!!! See the AMV below? One of my fave
groups, NEUROTICFISH, did an Awesome Mix
of ‘They’re Coming to Take Me Away’…and
someone mixed it with Hellsing. Sweeeeeeet.
Check it out, yo.
So where shall I start? The screaming match
that I got into with Sperm Donor in the middle
of a fast food parking lot? My argument with
my attorney to start treating me like a first-rate
human being? The circle-jerk detour through
downtown Milwaukee because--as always—
city-wide construction inconveniences EVERYBODY
within a fifty-mile radius? THe loathesome
snowstorm that stranded me and my children at a
rest-stop overnight? Or the fact that my building
has been without power all morning?
FIRST OFF: I have a new car. Yes, indeedy.
My Pontiac has been retired.
Oh, and yes, the snowstorm. Loverly. Nevermind
the fact that I had almost forgotten how to navigate
through congested traffic; old instinct is quick to
reinstate itself. I must admit, being a veteran of the
Milwaukee 'Midwest Audobahn', har har...I'm a pretty
aggressive driver. For instance, IF I can't find an
opening, I MAKE an opening. But the snowstorm
that had slammed southern Wisconsin last night was
pretty intense, even by MY standards. Visibility was
zero. I had to pull over a couple times because some
of 'tail-the-trucker' tricks were proving futile. Even the
OTR trailers were ditched that night. And I was PISSED
because it was my first night with my new car.
ACK. I followed a truck off the highway, hoping he'd
lead me to a hotel. No such luck. I found myself on a
rural road, with no lights, and no plows coming through.
THe snow was already accumulating over my rims, so
I had to put into low gear and back out. I had to roll
down my windows so I could find the ramp back
onto the highway, and it was almost invisible at that
point. No tracks, no lights, no signs. Nothing but
sheer white. I found my way back on I90, but going
in the wrong direction. I couldn't find an exit, sooooooo...
I did locate a rest stop. Thank god. It was an indoor
affair, complete with an open lobby and vending
machines. I was one of seven vehicles who managed
to find their way up the ramp to this little snowcovered
oasis. My children and I spent the night , there, with
a flock of complete strangers, as the three of us huddled
together in a corner, surrounded by our blankets. This
morning, I dug us out when the snow stopped and I
limped our car home. It was kind of funny, almost like
a parody of the Apocalypse--cars in ditches EVERYWHERE.
Reminded me of some Stephen King short story, really.
Sorry for the long post…not really. Har har. Oh, and
the first trade is complete.
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