Monday, November 12, 2007

Driving me Stanley

More and more I find myself having arguments with my car. Which isn't really a problem as long as I keep winning.

Me: Reverse.

Stanley: No.

Me: But we have to go backwards.

Stanley: I don't want to.

Me: We can't go forward. We are parked three inches from a brick wall.

Stanley: I don't care.

Me: I have to be at work 3 minutes ago.

Stanley: Oh, okay.

We have this argument about everything. He decides he doesn't feel like going out when I am 10 minutes late to an important meeting. Or that first gear is for wimps, or that I'm not allowed to wear my seatbelt today.

And he's still just a baby! I don't know what I'll do when he gets to his teens.

Sunday, November 11, 2007

A Human Condition

Depression is an interesting thing.

People in this day and age will use depression as an excuse to behave badly, to take drugs, or to garner sympathy from others.

You see advertisements on television that sound like this;

"Do you suffer from mood swings? Irritability? Do you sometimes feel down?"

Well yes, I do. It's called being human.