Sunday, November 9, 2008

why I hate this time of year

1. Pitch black at 5 pm? SO uncool.
2. Invariably, in this part of the world at this time of the year, I end up on the road behind some farmer with an IQ of 12 and a 50-year-old pickup truck, with a dead deer stuffed in the back -- untied down.

Let me tell you, if you haven't had that particular pleasure, that it is bad enough seeing some poor deer staring vacantly at you while you're trying to concentrate on your driving. But when you add in the fact that said deer may actually fall out of the damn truck, onto the road in front of you, it's that much creepier. I'm not even going to get into the fact that when people hit deer on the road here, they call the cops -- for a tag, so they can take the poor things home. Yes, venison is tasty, if you don't mind risking getting chronic wasting disease. Yes, a reasonably sized deer, cut into steaks and chops and whatnot, can last a year or so. But damn, people -- there's just something inherently wrong about eating roadkill. Uncivilized, you might say.

In other news, I want Mike McCarthy and Ted Thompson fired, now, please. And whoever the defensive coordinator is. Anybody know how the Jets did today? :-\

Now playing: Duncan Sheik - In the Absence of Sun
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