OMG...I've been ROFLMAO since I read "special TORTURE ticket".

You rock, Stace!

Nice to see you back, I think. Olivier's friend came back from the States this summer with his baseball cap stuck on sideways, I feel like knocking his head off.

Rob loves correcting the 'I and me'

I think you forgot the swanky car owners that have direction indicators as an option and don't take them.

Do you have priority to the right in Ohio? Some people are good at taking but not giving, especially in crowded carparks.

You'll be pleased to know that I dress within the range of a 49, er, 50 year old.

Jeez, Stace...have you been inside my head?

I stumbled upon your website because I was doing a search of a soldier that drowned recently in Iraq. I was thinking to myself, how bizarre, go to Iraq and die from... Drowning! You could ponder that one for a long while. Anyway, started reading your blog and thought your venting was quite funny...wow, you are an angry person. One comment in particular had me a little annoyed and that was the comment about dressing like a slut. I'm assuming you meant tight shirts and mini skirts that sort of thing. That's the way I dress. I have strong feelings about that because, the way I see it, I work damn hard looking this good and I'm going to show it! The only women that give me dirty looks are the ones that are jealous. As for girls that walk around with their fat bellies hanging out from under their short t-shirts and fat asses squished into tight jeans, those girls need to get a life. That's just gross. Anyway, had a good laugh from your venting. My take on life is that the world needs all kinds of different people, the bad drivers, the sluts, so on and so forth. It makes you appreciate the truly good and kind people that Are in your life. :)

You teached me good, Stace!

I'm sorry, a mistype-

You learned me good.

:snicker:

Glad to see your back in action.

How about those who can't use you're and your properly.

LOL at Jeff. My daughter is always correcting my use of good and well. Bugs the shit out of her. I tell her I do it on purpose just to bug her, but she knows better. *sigh* I hate it that she's smarter than me. I mean I. ;)

A week ago, Kman and I were dining at our favorite tex-mex place, Tres Hombres. The waitstaff is normally all hispanic, but that particular evening, we had a whiter than white boy as a waiter. Kman and I ordered Dos Equis on draft. Said Young White Boy was gone, and gone, and gone. Finally he returned empty-handed and told us that they did not have "Dos Equis", but they did have a brand called " Doss X". WTF?

Kman tried not to be condescending, but explained to Young White Boy, that "dos equis" in Spanish IS Two Xs. Young White Boy just wanted to be sure we still wanted the beer, even though we had the name wrong. Whatever.

Thanks for mentioning the "I" and "Me" confusion. My mom never let me make that mistake- if I said "me and Brandi are going to the mall" she would say "really? Me is going to the mall?" It only took a few years of her saying it for me to catch on. Also, this whole country has a problem with the apostrophe- signs at stores that say "pear's" or "Halloween mask's"-you know what I mean.

It's like purchasing a "Get Good" card, isn't it now???

(Listen! I hear nails on a chalkboard. Don't you??)

She did it well.
Oy, Matka Boja!

LOL Stace - you had me in stitches because I agree with every single one of your gripes. They happen here believe it or not.