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8:06 a.m. - September 16, 2002 But that's not why I'm thinking about this today. As we were driving she remarked on some feature of the doors--they lock after the car reaches 8 miles per hour--and I went Oh and thought I'd check to see if the door really was locked. Well, if you open a door, the lock disengages and the door flung open as we were driving and missed a low branch literally by inches, there was a swerve, a deep breath, and the comment, Jason, why do you do things like that in such a bewildered tone that it made me think. Isn't everybody like that, at least just a little? Why do I do things like this, doubting everything until I've checked it out myself? We laughed and laughed because I do things like that often, driving straight instead of turning despite the navigator saying Turn Here because I assume it's Turn Later or Not At All. It's me asking if there's Chinese Chicken Salad when it's not on the menu but I know it used to be. It's me checking the pull curtain on a voting booth despite the sign that says Do Not Pull--Curtain Is Broken and ending up pulling down the entire booth. Everything's a metaphor. :::::::::::::::::::: Spec called last night and I was surprised to hear from him. I don't know yet how I feel about this. That's me thinking too much.
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