Not doing so well these days.
Life is a chaotic painful thing, and its opposite is a quiet motionless thing.
I am watching videos of terrible horrible car/truck crashes, imagining myself behind the wheel.
I want to go out and drive somewhere, thought I may just pass out here instead.
Traffic is one of my least favorite places to be, yet sometimes during the darkest depression pits, I like to just go out and drive the back roads in the middle of the night. I hate being in traffic.
Although that’s where the head-on collisions tend to happen, so…
Meh.
Here I am venting when the rest of you certainly have lives on a Saturday night.
Here.
Have a cartoon, as my thanks for reading down this far.
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Care if I join you in the passanger seat?
Only if you let them hit my side first.
I can be like a human air bag…
Which is probably what people already think I am, when I write/talk so much here sometimes.
But I don’t want an airbag. I want a shard of glass to go through my heart and kill me.
It would have to be sharp enough to shatter your sternum—unlikely.
Hope for a piece of metal. Or maybe a piece of someone else.
@ emptypluto: Here’s where I get to be an illogical hypocrite and say that I want you to live instead of me.
@whiskered-fish: Or a tire; that could break my neck pretty well if the thud was big enough.
But I want to die. You should live, Cordless.
We can flip a coin, if you’d like.
Cordless: Heads! I win! You have to live!
EmptyPluto: But… that’s not fair; I didn’t get to see the–
Cordless: Shhh. Get in. Buckle up.
Spiders are, believe it or not, one of the few things that still make me happy. Thanks for that.
Anyway, don’t worry about venting here, Cordless. Venting is what this place was made for, and I’m sure the vast majority of us don’t mind listening to you. We care about you.
I sorta like spiders, though I have definitely squished a lot of them.
I especially love seeing pictures/videos of the large tarantula-size spiders.
They’re really fragile, I hear, but they’d still make awesome pets.
Might make it easier to get a date.
Me: Hi, wanna go on a date?
Guy: Um… no. You’re definitely not my type.
Me: I have six pet tarantulas at home and they’re all named after serial killers.
Guy: Hey, that’s…. hm. Can I buy you a drink?
An old friend of mine actually had a pet tarantula. He kept him in a glass case like it was a hampster. I wonder what happened to that tarantula. Hell, I wonder what happened to my old friend.
When it comes to curling up on the sofa with the family pet, I don’t see reptiles as the best choice.
*alligator
*tarantula
*boa constrictor
*kimodo dragon
*iguana
*black mamba
None of these reptiles seem like the best companions for snuggling with on the sofa while watching a romantic comedy. Maybe there’s a reason why dogs and cats have become such common domesticated household pets.
Tarantulas are arachnids instead of reptiles, I think.
But as long as you brought up the subject, I would love to have an iguana.
Maybe two iguanas.
That’s kewel.
I’m getting a pet dolphin after I buy an island. I’ll get a house with a swimming pool, and I’ll build a channel leading from the ocean to the swimming pool. Victoria’s Secret lingerie models will serve drinks pool side.
There will be no reptiles or arachnids within sight.
What about sharks?
I like sharks, but I don’t like keeping animals confined. Nothing wild and free should be caged, imprisoning anything bothers me. (That’s why the swimming pool has a road leading to the ocean. An escape route).
The opool side
Servers are well compensated.
(Damn. Hit send too early. Sorry).
I appreciate your wild and free spirit.
(And so will the sharks).
Sorry to hear about hitting send too early.
I hear a lot of guys have that problem.
Haha
Yeah, that happens sometimes. At least the delivery went through though, right?
Cordless: i got it! head on!!!! here we go!!! 🙂
Rocketman: No!!!!! your going to miss!!! he’s going to move!!!
Cordless: he’s not going to move!!! get your hands off the wheel!!!
Rocketman: he’s going to move!!! you got to know how playing chicken works!
Cordless: i’m not moving! get your’s hands off!!!
Rocketman: turn to the left!!! here! let me show you!!!
( the car goes off the road! speeding though a guard rail! off a cliff! )
cordless: AWWWWWWWWWW!!!
Rocketman: AWWWWWWWWWW!!!
( Music playing on the radio!! SOMEWHERE OVER THE RAINBOW car spinning in circles)
cordless: AWWWWWWWWWW!!!
Rocketman: AWWWWWWWWWW!!!
( car lands thud!!!!)
singing: WE ARE THE LOLLY POP KIDS! THE LOLLY POP KIDS! THE LOLLY POP KIDS!
Cordless: Shit! were not in Kansas! 🙂
Driving around (or walking around) at night is great. I used to work an overnight shift so lived life at night on my days off.