Question: You are driving in a car at a constant speed. On your right side is a steep drop off and on your left side is a fire engine traveling at the same speed as you. In front of you is a galloping pig which is the same size as your car and you cannot overtake it. Behind you is a helicopter flying at ground level. Both the giant pig and the helicopter are also traveling at the same speed as you. What must you do to safely get out of this highly dangerous situation?
I need a catch phrase or a nifty acronym for the movies that no matter what, no matter where I come in, I can’t turn them off until I’ve watched them all the way through.
Today on Encore I stumbled onto Die Hard about half-way through and I just had to finish it.
Thanks to the cloudy day we managed to keep the top down the whole way from Aiken to Chesterfield. We had a nice visit with Donna’s aunt, cousin and spouse of cousin. The cousins had just this year retired from the New Jersey, actually eastern PA, rat race and moved to South Carolina. After getting a tour of the new house we settled in for some reminiscing. We thought for lunch we could all go into downtown Chesterfield and find a nice local restaurant to eat at. But apparently dining options are limited in the town of 1,338, so lunch was had at the local Subway.
After lunch we said goodbye and instead of turning left and heading home we went right and headed north to Concord, NC. That’s right, Razzoo’s for dinner. The wait for a table was 15 minutes, but definitely worth it, although after we were seated we couldn’t figure out why the wait because there were still plenty of empty tables and it looked like there was plenty of wait staff. Speaking of servers, my buddy Mark asked me to pat ours on the butt because everyone of the females that ever waited on us were very young and attractive. I think Mark thought I would get in trouble with my wife if I did, well the joke is on him. It didn’t bother Donna at all, but Spence was a little weirded out by it.
I had Rat Toes for appetizer (I saved you 3 Mark) and Donna got the Crawdaddy Fondue Dip. For dinner we split a Li’l Side Salad and the Cajun Combo Skillet. We were so full we skipped desert…for about 60 minutes. After we got back to the hotel we walked across the street to a Sonic for a Sundae and a Blast.
In an effort to burn off a portion, a very small portion, of the calories consumed at Razzoo’s we risked life and limb walking across the huge parking lot from the restaurant to the Concord Mills Mall. We then risked our charge card balance by walking all the way around the 1.4 million square foot shopping mall. We actually showed some restraint there, I bought the movie Grand Prix on DVD at FYE and Donna bought a couple of bracelets at a kiosk called Be Unique.
A little boy walks into his parents’ room to see his mom on top of his dad bouncing up and down.
The mom quickly dismounts, worried about what her son has seen, dresses quickly and goes to find him. The son sees his mom and asks, “What were you and dad doing?”
The mother replies, “Well, your dad has a big tummy and sometimes I have to get on top of it to help flatten it.”
“You’re wasting your time.” says the boy.
“Why is that?” asked his mom, puzzled?
“Well when you go shopping the lady next door comes over and gets on her knees and blows it right back up!”
My $500 laptop is now a $560 laptop. Added 512M of RAM and now it does everything quite a bit quicker. Shouldn’t have been too difficult considering it started out with only 256Meg and it had to share 8 of that with the video card…
Should I reload the Windows Vista Beta 2 again?
Donna’s new seat came in the mail today, a Terry Liberator X Gel, so I mounted it up and off we went. I didn’t have time to adjust the beam down to compensate for the 1/2 taller saddle and Donna noticed it before we got to the end of the driveway. I figured we’d take a little ride and when we got back I’d adjust it.
We ended up doing 10 miles and arriving home just as darkness set in. I asked how the seat felt and she liked it. “Do I need to lower it?” I asked. To which she replied, “Nope.”
We’ll do another ride this weekend and see…
Somehow the other day I got in a discussion about the Dodge Caliber with my current cubicalmate and summer hire. He told me it was a small car. I told him he was nuts, I had seen one in a motel parking lot on Donna and my last road trip. It was parked right next to a last generation Mustang and the Caliber seemed to dwarf the ‘Stang. From my vantage point, a second story balcony, it looked taller, wider and longer. I countered with, “The Neon, the car the Caliber is replacing was a small car.” Adam countered with, “The Caliber is smaller than the Neon.” The gauntlet was thrown down. Off to the internet for some research.
The following are from Automotive.com:
2005 Dodge Neon
– Overall length (inches): 174.4, overall width (inches): 67.4, overall height (inches): 56, wheelbase (inches): 105, cargo volume (cu. ft.): 13.1 trunk, curb weight (lbs) 2,582.
2007 Dodge Caliber
– Overall length (inches): 173.8, overall width (inches): 68.8, overall height (inches): 60.4, wheelbase (inches): 103.7, cargo volume (cu. ft.): 18.5 w/seats up, curb weight (lbs) 2,996
2004 Ford Mustang
– Overall length (inches): 183.2, overall width (inches): 73.1, overall height (inches): 53.2, wheelbase (inches): 101.3, curb weight (lbs) 3,254
Boy do I feel like a fool, somewhat. The Caliber’s length and wheelbase is shorter than the Neon, but it is 1-1/2″ wider and nearly 4″ taller with 5 more cubic feet of storage (35 if you fold the back seats down.) The only thing bigger about the Caliber over the Mustang is height. Must have been parallax error or maybe too many refreshment from the mini-bar.