FMC 3.0

Yeah, I’m getting tired of driving the rain. The only singing I’m doing is the streams of curse words melodiously yelled at out of state drivers that don’t know how to drive on my roads. Especially the clueless ones about rain. I realize it would have sent my insurance premium way up, but damn it would have been worth it take care of that Jersean that was being such a douche bag. I wanted to just tap that fucker and send him right into the concrete barrier. Traffic going 50ish on a very rainy road, tough as shit to see, and this douche bag is doing 35, in the left hand lane, in a black car, with no head lights on. Luckily, my fog lights reflected off is bumper or I’d prolly have run right into his ass. What ever the damage would have been, it would been worth it. What an asshat.

Ok, rant mode off.

My marathon work week continues. There is a light at the end of the tunnel though. And its four days away. That light includes Superman (which I know I mentioned, but i’m really looking forward to this now.)   That, and a fourth of July party on tap for Saturday night.

Of course, the weekend after that is the Philly Bar Crawl for Matt’s Birthday. Oh, and I made weekend long plans in September Comic-con. (insert maniacal fanboy laugh here.) Gonna be good though, Baltimore is a pretty fun town. Maybe I’ll even sneak into the aquarium, its been ages since I was in there.

But now, on to sleep, and back to the grindstone later.

Oh wait, forgot to mention, Nighthawk hit a sad milestone today - the 30 miles in on my gaslight this morning necessitated that I buy gas in Newark this morning (which stinks, cause it would have been a good day for the experiment, except I woulda been soaked had I been wrong.) This morning was the first time it cost me over $40 to fill my tank. And I only put 13.7 gallons in. Therein lies the need for the experiment - I have a 16 gallon tank. Why on earth is my gas light on so early.

Here’s hoping the moon is out tonight. The last thing I need is more cloud cover.