I took off work today so I could drive an hour and a half in the pouring rain to stand in line to see Maddox
and get my book
signed. It was kinda funny, 'cause everyone was standing around listening to him blabber on in some Q&A bullshit. Not me, I was standing in line. And once he was done talking, the line was wrapped around the building, and I was near the front. You lose, suckers. I am so much cooler than you for having his autograph
. And even if you do have his autograph, I'm still cooler than you. Most of the kids there were total nerds, except me. There was this one old guy, I think he might have worked there, but he was on his cell phone and he was saying "There's a guy here from some website signing autographs and there's a bunch of weird looking people." I lol'd. Here's my honey
and Maddox. They're both hawt.
I saw many horrible things on the roads to Maddox. There was a pretty bad accident on the parkway, one car was completely turned over and the other was in the trees. Then on 287 there was another car in the trees, like off the ground, in the trees. How do you manage that? Then
on the way home, this Benny piece of shit
got in front of us. I found his license plate to be really humorous--and then I remembered he is only one of thousands of these gas guzzling assholes. And he doesn't even care. He thinks its funny that he's pissing away non-renewable resources. Well fuck him, right in the ass.