Originally intended to document my experience of DeLorean ownership, focus is often radical and strange, boring and obtuse.

Monday, August 21, 2006

Rainy Weekend Activities

Honey bee crossing the rudbeckia flower bridge, in my backyard.

The weekend was crappy and rainy which took away the fun backyard lounging action I had planned. Instead, Suz and I decided to do regular stuff, like grocery shopping and the like.

During our grocery-shopping trip, I missed out on a sweet car accident photo opportunity. I always bring my camera with me everywhere I go. So, when we were driving to the grocery store, and approached the smashed Volvo and Camaro, I tried to pull out my camera, only to find that it was MIA.

Suz spent the next 10 minutes trying to calm me down. The little tantrum I threw was befitting of a 3-year-old. I was really mad. Mad at my stupidity and forgetfulness. And our drive home wasn't any better. We passed the accident again, and found that the cars were still in prime photo-snapping positions, with clusters of teenagers standing around their crunched cars.

The rainy weekend continued taunting me, as it layed out another accident before my eyes. I found myself sans camera yet again as I headed to a bar to watch my buddy Krevin sing some karaoke. The accident this time, was a vehicle spun around backwards, stuck in a ditch beside the off-ramp which was my destination. With numerous cars blocking the ramp, I had to keep driving.

I like rainy days. And I like taking pictures of accidents. But in the short days of summer I long for good weather and hot sun. I love the sound of the cicada, high up in the trees, its loud buzz informing us that summer is in full swing.

I wish I could have sat under my patio umbrella with a nice drink while the bees and hummingbirds shared the flowers beside me. I've always got my camera when I'm at home, so there won't be any tantrums thrown in my backyard. Unless I spill my Southern Comfort & Coke. Then there'd be a big tantrum. And a picture of it.

5 Comments:

Blogger Chana said...

lol..their are 2 sentences somewhere in your post that made me realize that Suz and i might have some things in common.

sorry you missed out for not taking your camera..you must never go anywhere without it..kinda like the America Express credit card commercial.

3:31:00 PM

 
Blogger Ham said...

Hmmm...sounds like you and Andy Warhol had a similar fetish with the grotesqueness of twisted metal.

5:10:00 PM

 
Blogger SJ said...

A pciture of your big tantrum that would be interesting.

11:14:00 PM

 
Blogger Vengelyne said...

Accidents on roads and highways here cause massive jams even on the other side of the road where traffic's not obstructed in any way. People here are busy bodies who slow down to look. Some even jam on their brakes to get a better view. Most hope to catch the number of the vehicles involved to buy 4D. Doofuses.

11:21:00 AM

 
Blogger Martini said...

Andy Warhol would love my idiotic city. Accidents are a daily occurance, anywhere you might look. Morons disobey traffic rules or talk on their cell phones and miss a light - then they scream and blame the other guy. And Venge - it's the same here too. People rubberneck to see the accident and the victims. Highway accidents cause traffic jams galore.

11:56:00 AM

 

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