He's Like A Detuned Radio

As a young man growing up, I was constantly entertained by one specific television program hosted by a charismatic host. America's Funniest Home Videos? Hardly.

PIMP MY RIDE with XZIBIT.

So yesteday, my ride got pimped. Rear-ending another car will do that. The Windstar is gone for at least a week and we got a rental Chevy Impala. Now I get to talk to insurance companies and lawyers and lots of other fun stuff to try and pull my ass out of the fire. The other guy admitted that he was confused about the traffic and didn't know what was going on.

It's been an awful 24 hours. I just feel completely down and depressed after the accident yesterday. And I really don't want to go through it again, so I'll just copy an email I sent yesterday to Laura. I'll add edits where applicable because I have new information.

"So I got into a car accident this morning with the van. Why was I driving the van? Because last night when I left I noticed the Taurus had no pick-up and struggled to go above 65. So I pulled into a gas station, called my parents and they came and rescued the car and me. Seems like a transmission problem. [ed:Seems more like bad gas now. No real problems driving it yesterday to and from work.]

So this morning on the 401 collectors at Victoria Park, this 73 old man in front of me wasn’t paying attention while driving and slammed on his brakes in front of me and swerved. I hit him. I completely destroyed the front left side of the van, probably $3000-4000 damage done. [ed:$6000 damage in reality] And there was nothing I could have done. I managed to keep the car out of traffic and from flipping over the curb onto the grass at the offramp. So we’re all fine. He’s fine too but after 30 minutes began to complain about a sore neck and they took him off in a stretcher.

I ended up with a $325 fine for careless driving. [ed:So it turns out I got charged with the most serious thing possible. I spoke to a lawyer last night and was told that we have to get the charge reduced or I will lose my insurance.] When there was nothing I could have done to avoid it. You can’t just go from 80 to 0 in 3 seconds on the 401 in rush hour traffic.


Appointment with a lawyer for Sunday at 1:00. I guess we're going to try and get the charge reduced to following too closely.

Fuck it.

One month remaining of this tour of duty. One month until I'll be able to hit the links every day for about 17 days before school starts. Playing Hockley Valley on Sunday reminded me how much I enjoy golfing on a beautiful course. Mind you, I didn't play very well, 50-46 with 2 triples on the front. But that didn't matter. A quick lesson is needed to smooth out the many small flaws in my swing and things will improve. I've begun keeping a handicap again, trying to remember the few scores I have from this year. I'm hoping to get it down to an 18 by the end of the summer. Seems realistic at this point.

These cycles at work are fucking annoying. Swings between being swamped in work and times like now, where I'm resorted to writing crappy blog entries to keep myself halfway-sane.

[looking at porn]
Err: Oh man, you gotta check this out.
Meatwad: Oh yeah baby, that's a neat car she's washing. You think that's a straight 6?
Err: I think I have a straight 6.
Inignot: Ooooo. Err, your sexual innuendo is priceless.

Oh, ATHF, you're so awesome.

Unlikely, I know. But just in case and let's face it, a football league with just Phil and I would suck. Even if it would get a real in-house rivalry going.

Yahoo Fantasy Football.
ID:238125
Password:woburn

Individual defensive players, other fun stuff to be added.

So it turns out Bloc Party and Franz Ferdinand are both coming to Toronto in the fall and I'll miss both shows because of their crappy day of the week. Oh well, this summer of music will have to hold me over to the "tentative" DFA1979, QOTSA, NIN show on 11/11. Now that will be a day to remember...

{OK, that was bad and worthy of a golf ball to the liver. I'm leaving now...}

A quick post before I leave work since I haven't made one in a while. Not that I feel I have much to say. Simply, a fever-induced thought from the weekend.

Why is it, that my two favourite bands, possibly ever, contain two of the most unhappy, dysfunctional frontmen ever? Rivers Cuomo and Thom Yorke. I mean it's frightening to me to see either of these guys smiling. i.e. I was going to shit myself in fear after seeing Rivers so happy at the end of the Weezer set with The Pixies (which was totally awesome, by the way). I mean it's not that they're evil, hateful people and that's not why they don't smile. It's just that it seems like they're always sad, the odd exception for Thom is when he plays with the crowd during You and Whose Army?

Time to head to the gym soon. I can almost breathe deeply without feeling the need to die, so it's about time to go back, start eating some more and start putting on the 10 pounds I've lost since the beginning of the month. Being sick twice is the best diet there is.