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isagel, happy pants, SV and car talk, haiku
I know it is seen as dubious to push a friend's stories, but what about pushing a story that isn't even posted yet? I did a beta read on a story this morning for ![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
isagel and I'm impatient for her to post because I love it so much and I want everyone else to have the opportunity to read it (and probably also love it). See, it's not just my own stories that I feel must be posted instantaneously. That's really all I have to say. Except that I wish I could have written this, and it makes me almost embarrassed about the story I wrote for her a few days back. While hers and mine are technically in the same category, they are definitely not in the same class.
I went to buy videotapes at the local Q-Mart and ended up also buying jeans that look like something Steven Tyler would wear. Hey--they were only $12. Flower embroidery across the front. Buttons from knee to hem of the flare legs. A smaller size than I have worn in years--bonus! They look pretty cool with the cowboy boots. I am going to a girlie show on Valentine's day, so now I have something slightly ridiculous yet flattering to wear.
Tonight's SV: Around here, when Dale Earnhardt (sp?) died, all the NASCAR people (which is a lot of the general population, it seems) had black electrical tape bars over the "3" stickers in their car windows. Because 3 was Earnhardt's car number, see? Maybe you'd have to live here to understand the level of mourning that took place...people wore black arm bands for a good week following his death. People took time of from work to recover from the emotional shock. It seemed a little excessive to me, as NASCAR and that type of racing is not my kind of thing at all. I like to drive fast, very fast, but I like to do it on a road, and away from other drivers as much as possible. And I don't want to sit and watch other people do it. Anyway, I am dubious about the fun factor in tonight's SV ep, but I'll be watching. Maybe this time...Lex will go evil!
isagel and I'm impatient for her to post because I love it so much and I want everyone else to have the opportunity to read it (and probably also love it). See, it's not just my own stories that I feel must be posted instantaneously. That's really all I have to say. Except that I wish I could have written this, and it makes me almost embarrassed about the story I wrote for her a few days back. While hers and mine are technically in the same category, they are definitely not in the same class.I went to buy videotapes at the local Q-Mart and ended up also buying jeans that look like something Steven Tyler would wear. Hey--they were only $12. Flower embroidery across the front. Buttons from knee to hem of the flare legs. A smaller size than I have worn in years--bonus! They look pretty cool with the cowboy boots. I am going to a girlie show on Valentine's day, so now I have something slightly ridiculous yet flattering to wear.
Tonight's SV: Around here, when Dale Earnhardt (sp?) died, all the NASCAR people (which is a lot of the general population, it seems) had black electrical tape bars over the "3" stickers in their car windows. Because 3 was Earnhardt's car number, see? Maybe you'd have to live here to understand the level of mourning that took place...people wore black arm bands for a good week following his death. People took time of from work to recover from the emotional shock. It seemed a little excessive to me, as NASCAR and that type of racing is not my kind of thing at all. I like to drive fast, very fast, but I like to do it on a road, and away from other drivers as much as possible. And I don't want to sit and watch other people do it. Anyway, I am dubious about the fun factor in tonight's SV ep, but I'll be watching. Maybe this time...Lex will go evil!
NASCAR and Dale
They told me about Dale Sr.'s accident, and said he brought it on himself. He had a dirty method of sliding up to people and bumping them from behind until they lost control and crashed. I don't think anyone was seriously hurt or died as a result, but it was still dirty pool.
Well, karma has its ways. I can't remember if she said he was doing it again and lost control of HIS car, or if someone else was pulling a little turnabout, but it was because of that particular stunt that he spun out and wrecked.
But yeah, I remember people falling apart around here (Michigan) after that. People taking time off work, etc. Geez -- you didn't see anyone do that when the WTC were hit (here, at least). It's just another example of how twisted we've become in the ways we idolize people -- sports figures are considered heroes, but REAL heroes, the people who save lives day in and day out, are forgotten.