One post to write. I don't think I'll stop blogging after the year is over. Call me crazy. I like blogging. I used to hate it. I mean really hate it. Hate it so much I could have killed it by giving it the boots. Look up the boots if you don't know what I'm talking about. It's a medieval torture method.
Things to talk about, I have many things to say. Things like this and things like that, things like a kiss, or a pat. Things over here, and things over there. Things are everywhere! All of these things are a song that sings, and some of these are my favorite things. Some of them are big, some of them are small, but size does matter not at all. Some of them are old, some of are new, but in regard to this I do not eschew. Things exist, some of them don't, but pretend not to pretend I won't. The thing about things that matters most, is not whether it is a hat, a rat, a cat, or post, but that we do enjoy them, to the utmost. Things to hear and things to say, whether you are near or far away, things with which to play; things are things anyway! Things that jump and things that hop, some that thump and others that pop! Things to climb and things to bound, or to just run around. Things to shine and other to gleam, oh how they do make me beam! Things to study and others to learn, how some of us (no, not all) for this do yearn. Some to observe and some to act, all of these things are in fact!
Kill do some and others do create, and for the latter I do elate, for this time we have is not of right, and should not be used for spite.
I do say but I will declare, that that poem is fucking badass-aire.
I have things to tell and others to tale, but that would make a whale!
Seriously though, I need to stop rhyming. Orange. Silver. Hippopotamus.
Okay, good. What to waste my word count on now. I don't know. I don't know. I don't know. I know!
I have road rage. I have some pretty noticeable road rage. It's probably not a good practice, to be set off by one little thing. I don't like stupid drivers. I don't like dangerous drivers. It seriously bothers me. It is one of my pet peeves. I get pretty worked up about it. Even when I'm not driving, like now. But the thing I was going to say, was; I have road rage, yes, but I also have road happy. When I'm driving and I see a good driving practice or courteous gesture, I go out of my way to give them a thumbs up. Have you ever done that? Do it next time. Instead of staring blankly at the person you're passing on the interstate, shoot 'em a thumbs up and a smile, it'll make their day. I'm being completely serious. Unless they're being stupid, then flip 'em the bird and cut them off. And then speed up and cut them off again while they're trying to avoid plowing into you. Because bad drivers just aren't okay, and the only way to solve the problem is to create a more dangerous situation. Learn to drive people. Learn how to fucking drive. You should never, never, never, be following more than two seconds behind someone, unless you are JUST about to pass. NEVER! Do not crowd people. Do not crowd in an intersection. Don't, don't, don't turn in front of people. Hold a line. Drive straight. Seriously, it's damn dangerous when you are just wandering willy-nilly in your lane, even out of your lane. When merging into traffic, GIVE TRUCKS ROOM! Semis will run you the fuck over. They can't slow down nearly as effectively as other vehicles, and many times their only option of avoiding an accident is to swerve. If they swerve to miss you, they might hit someone else. If you're merging and you see that you are ahead of a truck, give her the beans! Get ahead of him, well ahead of him. Often times trucks are going at the speed limit or slightly under, and you can get ahead of them. Not all the time though. Some truck drivers are in a real fuckin' hurry goin 80 or more.
Coast. Your foot does not have to be on either the brake or the gas at all times. Holy fucking shit. Brake smoothly. Do not do all of your braking in the 100 feet before the next guy's bumper. Do not, do not, get right behind him! When people do that, I wanna back up into them. Fucking idiots. All that does is create congested intersections and more precarious jams. Okay? Just go with the flow. Do not crowd. Do not crowd. Do not crowd. That's probably the most important thing I can say about this whole thing. When people crowd me, I load up my brakes and then bury the gas to prevent them from hitting me, and it's worked so far. It is fucking annoying. Do not crowd people. Do not.
Know your vehicle. Know where your power band is, if you drive an automatic, know how to feather the gas just so. If you drive a manual, you already are way ahead of many people when it comes to power, acceleration, braking and such. Do all of your braking before you turn. Any friction used to decelerate cannot be used to turn. Have decisive movement through an intersection. That doesn't mean stop the gas, that means don't dawdle. Move effectively. When taking off from a stop sign, it's hugely inefficient to stomp all up and down the gas pedal. Brake in stages. Like I said earlier, do not have on continuous braking motion. To stop the most efficiently and smoothly, brake and the release, brake and release, again, and again, and just before you stop you need to brake, release, and then brake very gently. This obviously takes more time and requires a greater distance than one motion, but it is more efficient, easier on your brakes, and your passengers will appreciate the smooth stop.
Learn to drive. Don't be stupid. Use common sense. My blood pressure is through the roof.
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