You Filthy Jorge!
all this talk of pedestrians and the ensuing jeanne worship made me casually begin thinking of actual pedestrians. when i am in a car, i take on the following role/attitude:
get out of my way, puny mr. puny walking head!
I am in a car! you are still doing the archaic upright biped thing.
your puny skeleton- granted, a marvel of design- could be crushed easily under the wheels of this isuzu, modern wonder of japanese design. yes. i am talking to you, silly mr. headphone man.
then i promptly feel ashamed of myself and decide to slow down and be nice to someone.
when i myself am a pedestrian, i take on a similarly cocky/invincible attitude. during winter months, i am rarely à pied. however, in the spring and summer i frequently walk to work. i take a devil may care attitude toward pedestrianship, also known as a foolhardy one. i figure that if a car hits me, they will get in a ridiculous amount of trouble. it's as though i believe that a car will run me down and i will peel myself off the pavement and immediately begin litigation.
today my back hurts. i am old. i helped take a two year old to some traveling petting zoo yesterday and assisted in changing my first diaper. the young child was frightened by most of the animals. i can't say that i blame her. childrens books are illustrated with pictures of brightly coloured animals that show a complete lack of matted hair, gnarly brown animal teeth, or puddled urine. surprisingly, elephants aren't just smooth and grey. they are giant leathery things with wiry hair and wet, oozy trunks and they smell of nasty elephant doo doo. plus, the gluttonous, lazy american lifestyle definitely spills over into the petting zoo arena. these animals stay cooped up in a 10 x 10 area and get food stuffed in their mouths all day. i think this petting zoo was a harsh wake up call to this two year old. she is sure to become a rigorous carnivore now. **sigh**
no. i think i decidedly disaggree. you can't worry too little about pedestrians. strictly nonmetaphysically speaking, of course...har
get out of my way, puny mr. puny walking head!
I am in a car! you are still doing the archaic upright biped thing.
your puny skeleton- granted, a marvel of design- could be crushed easily under the wheels of this isuzu, modern wonder of japanese design. yes. i am talking to you, silly mr. headphone man.
then i promptly feel ashamed of myself and decide to slow down and be nice to someone.
when i myself am a pedestrian, i take on a similarly cocky/invincible attitude. during winter months, i am rarely à pied. however, in the spring and summer i frequently walk to work. i take a devil may care attitude toward pedestrianship, also known as a foolhardy one. i figure that if a car hits me, they will get in a ridiculous amount of trouble. it's as though i believe that a car will run me down and i will peel myself off the pavement and immediately begin litigation.
today my back hurts. i am old. i helped take a two year old to some traveling petting zoo yesterday and assisted in changing my first diaper. the young child was frightened by most of the animals. i can't say that i blame her. childrens books are illustrated with pictures of brightly coloured animals that show a complete lack of matted hair, gnarly brown animal teeth, or puddled urine. surprisingly, elephants aren't just smooth and grey. they are giant leathery things with wiry hair and wet, oozy trunks and they smell of nasty elephant doo doo. plus, the gluttonous, lazy american lifestyle definitely spills over into the petting zoo arena. these animals stay cooped up in a 10 x 10 area and get food stuffed in their mouths all day. i think this petting zoo was a harsh wake up call to this two year old. she is sure to become a rigorous carnivore now. **sigh**
no. i think i decidedly disaggree. you can't worry too little about pedestrians. strictly nonmetaphysically speaking, of course...har
posted by la fille du fromage at 9:26 PM
3 Comments:
Hey...you are very funny and clever. Just thought I should tell you that.
The thing I hate the most about pedestrians is...they are so, pedestrian!
I especially hate the dudes who just like wander into busy traffic and glare at you if you honk.
The great thing about vegas is that it does not have all these rules like not hitting pedestrians. If they aren't in a crosswalk, they are fair game and this puts the spring in their step, by god!
why, mister underhill! what a nice thing to say. i am blushing. in a very clever way, naturally. har.
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