Deanna ([personal profile] dr4b) wrote2004-09-29 02:58 pm

Quickie

First off, if you're really curious about that dingbat from the other day (which I am sure you are not)

GRIMACED
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HOLY MOUND

Winston Churchill. Get it? Winced (grimaced) on Church (holy) Hill (mound).


Second off, something that none of you know about me, since I was thinking about it, is that I wince every time I see roadkill. Roadkill really disturbs me in a lot of ways. Probably just because it's kinda uncool to see blood and guts and fur splattered all over the road. Though, at least most times it's already dead and I don't need to see it in action. Last night driving up 50th street there was a possum or marmot or some furry creature crossing the road. I stopped for it but the car in front of me did not - the fuzzy creature got caught under the car as the car drove over it, rolled onto its back, twitched a little, got up and scurried off the street, noticeably limping. I'm sure it died within the night.

Every time I'm driving alone and I see roadkill, I usually say something like "I'm sorry". I know it doesn't help anything, but I feel like I need to apologize for mankind for some reason.

[identity profile] catamorphism.livejournal.com 2004-09-29 03:19 pm (UTC)(link)
"I said darkness into darkness, all the carnage of my journeys makes it harder to be living / He said it's a long road, child, and you need to be forgiven..." -- Amy Ray, _Chickenman_