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A Word of Warning

 I know what you’re thinking and you’re right.  Well, partially right anyway.  You’re thinking that the man who once poo-pooed blogs and bloggers as sniveling idiots has finally given in and joined the fold; he’s gotten soft.  You are relishing that I am now eating my words.  Perhaps you are right?  Maybe, I have decided to get with the times and share my every thought and deed with the world by Twitting* as fast as my fingers can fly?   Will I be overloading your News Feed so much that you’ll think there are two of me?**  So to put your mind at rest, I’ll make a deal with you.  I’ll only write when I have something to say, and you, in turn, only have to read it when you feel so compelled.  We just might be able to coexist this way without annoying each other like two college roommates mismatched by the housing lottery.  A peaceful cohabitation is what I’m after.  I don’t wish to offend anyone.*** What I want to do is have you join me on this journey of life, sipping at the sweet nectars of petrol and tarmac.  Take a moment to admire the small details and big moments that make breathing less of a bother than what it is.  There is much to be enjoyed in life and much to be ashamed of enjoying.  I hope to discover the secrets of both.  So, without further ado, I welcome you to:  The Driving Farce.

*Trust me; this is a far more accurate term.
**There are, actually. Well, almost. He’s from Sweden.
***Except those who really, really need to be offended. But they’re just begging for it.