Road Rage

I just had to share this story. I was driving into work this morning, the sun is shinning, the weather is breaking and with plenty of time to make it into work I am just cruising along. I get to a light where I need to turn left, but there is a line of cars coming from the opposite direction. Most people, and even me at times, start to inch forward into the intersection but since the line of cars was kind of long I kind of just waited. I checked my rear view mirror and I see a guy, red faced and yelling obscenities. (I could read his lips pretty clearly, come to think of it I think he might have wanted me to).

In retrospective, a couple of times in the line of cars I had an chance to maybe turn, but I would had to have pretty much burned rubber to get through the intersection. My car is capable of the take-off for sure, but I saw no need. I would not think that someone would get so enraged just because I did not inch forward, but it is possible.

The guy begins to get closer and closer to my bumper, not sure if he wanted to actually make me hear him. At this point I am a little concerned because the veins in his forehead look like they are going to burst. Finally, the line of cars clears the intersection and I turn. The car proceeds to tailgate me. At this point I am a little amused. While this guy might think that he can do bodily harm to me, I know better thank to engage in such a display of immaturity. I rode along at the speed limit and did not even tap on my breaks.

The next light was green so I rode through, and the road at that point becomes two lanes. The driveway to the parking lot for work is just about a block from that intersection. I figured this guy, who must be in a hurry, would just pass me while flipping me the bird. To my surprise this does not happen and the guy seems to be calming down. I slow down and take the turn into the parking lot. Then I realize what is happening. This guy works at my company, we are pulling into the same parking lot, and while I park I see him just stare straight ahead and drive further into the parking lot. I just had to smile.

What Color Is My Shirt?

Ok, lets play a little game. Go look at this picture, and tell me what color my shirt is. There have been about 3 different color guesses. I still think they are all colorblind.

So post what color you think it is, or closest to.

Reading this post might lead to addiction

I am a huge fan of puzzles and riddles. I have always loved solving them since I was a little kid. I also love playing chess and other mind games. It is like pumping iron with your brain. One of the arcades I used to frequent had a logo that was a muscle bulging arm with a brain for a bicep. I always thought it was cool and that image comes to mind when I think of exercising my mind.

Enter Sudoku an addition that I have been able to keep at bay because if I don’t it will consume the rest of my non-existent free time. It is a math puzzle of sorts that has exceptional addiction qualities. It is simple, it requires thinking and it is must of all fun. I just got a kids starter book for Ty and I hope that he enjoys it. You can play online, but be careful; it can be the beginning of a new addiction.

A little Logtar Humor.

ONLY IN AMERICA:

Only in America…..do drugstores make the sick walk all the way to the back of the store to get their prescriptions while healthy people can buy cigarettes at the front. (Totally True)

Only in America……do people order double cheeseburgers, large fries, and a diet coke! (Or at the movie Theater – cinema A large order of popcorn extra butter, Large Diet… guilty as charged)

Only in America……do banks leave both doors open and then chain the pens to the counters. (Also 24 hr a day convenience stores have locks on them :) )

Only in America……do we leave cars worth thousands of dollars in the driveway and put our useless junk in the garage. (This has been recently corrected in our household)

Only in America……do we buy hot dogs in packages of ten and buns in packages of eight. (I think things have changed here)

Only in America……do we use the word ‘politics’ to describe the process so well: ‘Poli’ in Latin meaning ‘many’ and ‘tics’ meaning ‘bloodsucking creatures’.

Only in America……do they have drive-up ATM machines with Braille lettering. (I think this is due to the manufacturing of all of them at once, so the walkups get done at the same time as the driveups.)

EVER WONDER .

Why the sun lightens our hair, but darkens our skin?

Why women can’t put on mascara with their mouth closed?

Why don’t you ever see the headline “Psychic Wins Lottery”?

Why is “abbreviated” such a long word?

Why is it that doctors call what they do “practice”?

Why is lemon juice made with artificial flavor, and dishwashing liquid made with real lemons?

Why is the man who invests all your money called a broker?

Why is the time of day with the slowest traffic called rush hour?

Why isn’t there mouse-flavored cat food?

Why didn’t Noah swat those two mosquitoes?

Why do they sterilize the needle for lethal injections?

You know that indestructible black box that is used on airplanes? Why don’t they make the whole plane out of that stuff?!

Why don’t sheep shrink when it rains?

Why are they called apartments when they are all stuck together?

If con is the opposite of pro, is Congress the opposite of progress?

If flying is so safe, why do they call the airport the terminal?

Enjoy :)

Logtar Humor

Jesus and Satan were having an on-going argument about who was better
on the computer. They had been going at it for days, and frankly God
was tired of hearing all the bickering. Finally fed up, God said,
“THAT’S IT! I have had enough. I am going to set up a test that will
run for two hours, and from those results, I will judge who does the
better job.”

So Satan and Jesus sat down at the keyboards and typed away.
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