| I am now Driver Edumacated |
[Dec. 14th, 2009|01:53 pm] |
On Saturday, I spent 8 hours in a driver's education course. The reason was that back in September, I got a traffic ticket. I take the course, don't get a ticket before March, my ticket gets dismissed. The cost was a few bucks less than the ticket would have been otherwise, but nothing goes to insurance and all is well.
Sitting in the class, I immediately started doing what I do every time I have to spend a number of hours with a group of people I don't know: I started sizing us up for survivability if we were all sucked into an alternate dimension and forced to build a colony. On this scale, I think we would have done passably. Only one or two who I think would die to their inability to accept the circumstances, at least one military type in the crowd.
Once the instructor came in, our chances went up even further.
The guy is a supervisor for the Blacksburg PD and works with their marketing. He kind of scared me in in that he actively spoke his understanding that the US system of justice is less tuned to what is right and more a machine that can be manipulated to produce a desired result. He started us off by asking what charge had gotten us there and each person that could have gotten Reckless Driving (going 25+ over the speed limit or "Aggressive Driving") he asked them if they brought a lawyer and (when they each said no) asked them why not. He was kind of sharp.
The class it self was okay but not mind blowing. We watched an episode of 48 Hours from the 90's about road rage that featured segments filmed on the Beltway and in Roanoke as well as a segment about someone who'd shot another driver on the side of the road with a crossbow. We talked about sobriety tests and what can and can't be appealed and then later watched a video produced in the 80's that starred Christopher Reeve, Hulk Hogan, William Shatner, Bruce Jenner and Dick Butkus. I had to suppress laughter at parts.
The final test was not anything terribly surprising. I was the first to finish and I got one wrong. The lowest score I saw as 22 out of 25 correct.
I won't say it was a waste of a day, but the idea that his somehow significantly changes our driving habits seems a little far fetched. Most of what I discovered that day is I never want to do traffic court in Roanoke and I never want to get on the bad side of Blacksburg PD, or at least one officer in the Blacksburg PD.
That said, it probably still was worth the preservation of my insurance.
Not sure how we would have done against zombies, though. |
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[Dec. 13th, 2009|01:51 am] |
So.. the cat's out of the bag. Well, not literally-- that'll be a while-- but now that y'all know, there's a couple of other things you need to know, too. I'm not trying to be a bitch, but I do want to avoid having a meltdown about this in a few months, so lemme say a few things right at the start:
1. You can still talk to me about non-baby stuff. Obviously, lil' Version 2.0 is going to be a Big Deal, but it's not the only thing I've got going on in my brain. Suggested topics are: How's work? Did you see [insert movie]? OMGWTFObama? You know.. normal stuff. I haven't turned into an incubator yet, and I don't plan to any time soon.
2. When I want advice (and I will-- lord knows I have no idea what I'm doing), I'll ask. But give us some time to ponder and vent and figure things out a little, before chiming in. Half the Adventure!TM is going to be coming up with what works for the Colebrookses.
3. Touch the belly, and I will grab your tits.* And not in the sexy way.
Ok? Ok. Let's do this thing. :)
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*does not apply to Coleman. Obviously. |
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| woo hoo |
[Dec. 12th, 2009|02:16 am] |
So.. ![[info]](http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif) thefreak and I are starting yet another project. In addition to Dungeonmaster, and Tales, and all of the other stuff we end up doing. :) It kind of fell in our laps, but we've got an opportunity to take a sort-of-familiar franchise and do a sequel. (Yeah, everyone hates sequels-- maybe we'll call it a reboot.) Whatever you think of sequels, tho, this one could be potentially really cool, and somehow, we're in charge.
If everything works out, it's a good opportunity for both of us: For Coleman, it means a recurring role for however long he wants it, plus producer credit. And I'm actually executive producing this thing, at least until it's out of development hell, then I'm pretty much guaranteed to stay on as a co-producer. Best of all, we both get to keep full creative control.
The release date isn't going to be until summer, but because we're overachievers, there's already a poster:
( check it out! ) |
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| But I still get juice and a cookie, right? |
[Dec. 10th, 2009|05:13 pm] |
Tomorrow, I have an appointment to go give blood (assuming my cough won't make me ineligible). I got a reminder call from the Red Cross, which was cool, but as I hadn't given a specific time, the automated message listed my donation as occuring "1pm to 6pm".
Apparently, then, I'm donating all of it. |
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| Eon |
[Dec. 9th, 2009|12:32 pm] |
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Well it seems like Eons since I've posted here. I could spend pages trying out review everything that's happened since my last post but I'm going to skip that and explain the title a bit. Eon is the title of one of the two tracks in Celldweller's newest Chapter of Wish Upon a Blackstar. Chapter 1 contained Louder Than Words, and So Long Sentiment and chapter 2 has Eon and The Best It's Going to Get. I have to say I am really enjoying the first two chapters of the new album. If you aren't familiar with Celldweller and want to broaden the musical horizons it's worth checking out. On a semi-personal level I'm getting back into musical listening more and more lately and dabbling in music making and trying my hand at a remixing contest. I might not actually enter but the process is enlightening and fun which is my main goal for now. |
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[Dec. 8th, 2009|01:12 am] |
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Dear Heat,
I know you heard Coleman and me saying some pretty mean stuff about you a few months ago. Well, we wanted to tell you that we didn't really mean it, and we're so sorry you had to hear that. We're not going to get a nuclear-powered air conditioner, and we're not going to move to Alaska so you'll leave us alone. We only said those mean things because we were frustrated and sweaty and out of Otter Pops.
I guess what I'm trying to say is, we still love you. And we hope you're doing okay, wherever you are. Any time you want to come back, just let us know and we'll leave a window open.
Love,
Kar3n and Coleman |
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