dude, where's my car?!

[wickedflea]

I just went out to put money in the meter, and the fucking car wasn't there! I thought, crap, I've been TOWED, man . . . but just in case, I'll walk to the next block to see if I happened to park there this morning. Sure enough, it was there. It was YESTERDAY that I parked on the other block. Scared the shit out of me. I should be taking the bus anyway.

I sent my edited version of that goofy philosophy/hermeneutics foreword out to the author, and I'm just looking over the version he sent back. He accepted most of the changes, but of course he rejected some of the ones that would have lost some of his goofiest language. For instance, I suggested changing "the lived, human experience of the human" to "lived, human experience" (I really could have gone with just "human experience"), and he stetted it. Sheesh. The lived, human experience of the human. As opposed to the undead, human experience of the shoehorn.

Oh well--get used to it, right right? Right right. Time for a long lunch, muphukkaz.

Comments

[buscemi.livejournal.com]

The human experience of the human? I think this guy needs to stop with the Rob Zombie albums.

[mipplet.livejournal.com]

I've lost my car like that on several occassions. It's quite embarrassing.

[wickedflea.livejournal.com]

Heh, no kidding. Or maybe start with them. Come to think of it, the lyric sheet from WZ's La Sexorcisto is more comprehensible than this stuff!

[wickedflea.livejournal.com]

Yup, definitely. I do it quite often too, but usually I know that it must be somewhere else. Today I thought, "Man, it is GONE."