A funny thing happened to me at the gas station yesterday. So I am waiting in line getting gas when I am actually supposed to be taking my linguistics exam. But I figure
I’m just getting gas right how long can this actually take? Well, I learned that it can in fact take a long, long time. For some reason, the line is moving amazingly slow. As I come round’ the side of the um rack, I see why: the attendant is texting furiously! What a raging *expletive*! And not only is this slack jawed, no brained, shine swilling idiot texting, but he is doing it right in front of customers. If there hadn’t been 6 inches of bulletproof glass between him and the huge guy that was in front of me, I think he might have gotten his face mashed. In other news, a new roof is being put on my house as we speak and let me tell you, it is soothing. BANG! CLOMP! CLOMP! Get off my roof! Well, wait, do the job first! Then get off! Yeah! I showed them!
Canadians: good at making bacon and playing hockey. Things Canadians should let Americans do: play rock music. Tal Bachman, Nickelback, and on and on. Canadian rock with the exception of Rush (and even Rush with Getty Lee’s soprano voice is ify sometimes) is *expletive*. Now while that is just my opinion, here is a list of Canadian rockers so I’ll let you be the judge. http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/List_of_Canadian_musicians My GOD! What a list of crap! I even left Bryan Adams out and that is only the tip of the iceberg.