Cars...

And so it begins...another year. I have the kids in the car and close the sliding door. CRASH...what the hell was that? Oh, it was just the driver side window shattering to smithereens for no good reason other than to piss me off. I don't like cars. They are pure evil. And I am beginning to suspect that cars don't like me. At least it didn't happen on a really rainy miserable day...oh wait...it did! Luckily we can get the glass replaced, but not until Monday afternoon! And it will be nearly $300...and now I can't go see Michelle tonight...grrrrr. I feel the urge to play some Gary Numan (I had a crush on him when I was a teenager)...perhaps I will feel better about cars.



Here in my car
I feel safest of all
I can lock all my doors
It's the only way to live
In cars

Here in my car
I can only receive
I can listen to you
It keeps me stable for days
In cars

Here in my car
Where the image breaks down
Will you visit me please?
If I open my door
In cars

Here in my car
I know I've started to think
About leaving tonight
Although nothing seems right
In cars

Nah...you're totally wrong, Gary. I do not feel safe in cars. But you do have a point, "nothing seems right, in cars".