October 21st, 2006

My Widdle Bwain

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I found a new and interesting way to ice my wrist: It is cool enough outside that I can hold my hand out the window while driving and do about 40, and it's just perfect for icing.

Unfortunately, I seem to have need of icing my wrist. This does not amuse me. It's a good thing I decided to ditch on the rallycross today, 'cause the wrist is not up for taxing driving. Actually, it's not entirely up for regular driving, so I'm more or less driving with one hand. I realize this while driving someone else's car. This amuses me not at all.

I had something else interesting to say, but it feel out of my head. Which does not surprise me, as I am continuing my experiments in long-term sleep deprivation.

D/L @ 68.5%. Perhaps you missed the message, download, that you were supposed to sneak of and finish while I wasn't looking...?
My Widdle Bwain

Different Gibbering

Remembered what I was going to say in the earlier post... So I'm sitting at a stoplight when my "cool car near-by" sense goes off. This strange power allows me to spot a cool car and go "ooh, nice Evo MR" before my conscious brain actually realizes that I'm doing something other than just spacing and watching the traffic go by. Yes, I know it sounds bit weird, but generally I am reacting to cool cars before I actually realize that I'm seeing a cool car. As far as superpowers go, it's pretty useless.

Traffic clears and I get to chase the nice Evo. It was yellow, with a black carbon fiber hood, and the statndard assortment of modified muffler and the like. It sounded awesome, just like a WRC car idling in Service. I turned off the radio just to hear it better.

In retrospect this was a mistake. As the car turned I noticed a sticker in the upper left corner of the rear window: Emperor. And since the radio was now off everyone got treated to me gibbering "Ah! Ah! EMPEROR! Aaaahh!!! Fan! Fan! Fan!" without any noise from the radio covering.

It being nice out, I did, of course, have the windows rolled down. *sweatdrop*

As soon as I realized I was using my Outside Voice I stuffed my fist in my mouth and gibbered in a slightly quieter voice.

And, no, I didn't chase after it -- though the thought did occur to me. I was driving a friend's car that is, well, fairly pedestrian (if you will pardon the strange phrasing) so I wouldn't have been able to keep up. And I wanted to finish my errand and get home to see if my download had completed. (It hadn't, *grumble*)