Backwards to a Foreword

I started these writings with the intent of making mostly comedic style social observations. But opinions are like arseholes- everyone's got one- and as if often the way- the original intent is not what has eventuated, as the darker side of my mind has been very much in control lately.

All my writings are essentially a point of view or recollections of lived experiences. As with witness statements, which are not admissible as evidence in court due to the high rate of inaccuracy- sometimes what I feel, think or remember won't be the same as other people who may have been present for the same events.

They are my thoughts, feelings and memories, and may not necessarily represent those of people represented in them.

Friday, 4 November 2011

Skyline FAIL!

This morning I was waiting, and waiting and waiting and waiting in a line of rush hour traffic to turn onto a main road.

Thing was- I was waiting...waiting... waiting for one car which couldn't seem to find the accelerator for any of the substantial breaks in traffic which appeared and would have been sufficient enough for Lola, my '97 Corolla, to wriggle her gutless lil butt into. The vehicle in question unable to make this move, however, was a Nissan Skyline.

As the seconds inflated out of all proportion in my frustrated mind, I noted the Skyline:
- was pink
- had teddy bears and other stuffed zoological paraphernalia in the rear window
- had a early 20's blonde ponytailed driver (although as a late 20s ponytailed blonde driver myself I'm not sure my commentary adds validity to this point)

and in this time, I was just wishing I had some spare letters and a chisel in my pocket to pop out and change the label on the vehicle from Skyline to Pantyliner.

That is all.
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