Working too much, my brain is fried!
Sometimes I feel like just doing… sudo cat life > /dev/null. Well luckily /bin/beer& makes things all better. For now at least. What gives?
driving with a fly in the car
Ever had that insect that just wouldn’t leave you the f*Ck alone while driving? Today was one of those days. The fly apparently had gotten stuck in my suv while we were out in the woods hiking on Monday. To my surprise the little guy showed little to no signs of suffocation and appeared to be an upbeat fly.
At first the fly was peaceful, calm and ultimately unnoticeable. Although I guess he should’ve been… he probably was half asleep in a corner until the riggerious turns woke him. As we drove down rt 267 headed on another dreaded drive in to work through pouring rain I felt something brush against my hair. I didn’t think much of it. I had forgotten about his entrapment from the poisoning of my brain with much needed beer the previous night. After all, who actually waits to let a fly out of their car before exiting in haste? My dog certainly didn’t remind me.
Another brush against my hair followed by a slight flappin sound… although I hardly pay attention to sounds so early in the morning as I become quite comatose from the wake, so it’s just luck I noticed it at all. Most mornings I tend to distract myself by listening to Shannon Gunz on xm faction every morning - it’s the only way I can survive my commute. I continued to focus on nothing but the need for more sleep and sort of went into my auto-pilot state a little. The brakes kicked in not even 10mins into the turn. I finally caught a glimpse of a black flying object across my rear view mirror. A slight turn of my head showed the fly had landed on top of my macbook backpack.
The fly didn’t move an inch. He looked as though he wanted to be a pest but with out alerting me of his annoying intention. Not only was he planning his pestering defense but he thought out the best attack route to get noticed. He spun up hist first round by brushing around the dashboard several hundred times followed by a slight dash to my right ear. The feeling was less then acceptable. He anticipated my return assault… as I went to slap him away I ended up hitting myself palm flat. Why else would I hit myself unless there was something really annoying that I wanted to stop? Yea- don’t you dare answer that.
The stop-n-go traffic made matters worst. With every stop the fly spun around for another lap of annoyance. With every rev-up the fly decided to attach to my hair, my coat or my arm. I decided to simply open all windows in the suv and allow the fly out. I first proceeded to just opening the front two windows. He wouldn’t take the bait and kept flying about with growing annoyance. I later opened the rest to attempt a bribe. An hour or so of this came and went while the little fly still had every intention on not giving up and would not exit my suv.
It wasn’t until I finally arrived at work 1 hr late due to stupid DC traffic where I attempted to coax the fly out again. I checked the back seat but he wasn’t to be found. He was still hidden in the vehicle, that I knew.
At lunch I decided to head to subway and get my grub when I noticed the fly was eagerly awaiting attention. I opened both drive and passenger door and moved back. I saw he was attempting to locate something to pester as he flew to the dashboard and back again. After a few seconds he took the bait and flew out the door. I couldn’t begin to imagine the trauma he had been through. Wait, what?! I was the one who was annoyed. I was the one who had to resist the urge to jerk the wheel all the way around while hitting every driver on the road just to get rid of a buzzing annoying fly. I should be the one to receive freedom, right?
well, to each their own fly memories.
crazy dreams
Have you ever tried to blow your nose in your dream only to realize it’s still clogged… I think I spent like 10mins wondering why my nose was still clogged. The funny part is that your mind has no idea its actually dreaming and not physically in the real world.
I wonder what else my brain has tried to do…
