Though, it's quite possible I just don't have much to say, or what's much more likely, I am incredible lazy and a world class procrastinator (like top 10 world wide). So anywho, I thought I'd throw out some old stuff circa 2001.
We see them all the time... And we all think it will never happen to us. Well my friends, if there is one thing I have learned from my life is I will NEVER say "It'll never happen to me" because there is a 95% chance if I do, It's gonna. This post is proof, along with other stories I should (and probably will in time) share, though some would call them cautionary tales, I'm stickin' with stories, mostly because I don't give a shit if you learn anything from me. In fact I would actually prefer if you didn't. It's just better that way. I don't need your mistakes on my conscious, even if I "may" have been that little devil on your shoulder telling you "ehh, sounds like a good idea to me" >:D
SMASH!!!
yep, that's my car and no I wasn't in it when the train hit it. But I was a site to see, if only once (and hopefully only once).
I think Norfolk Southern did a fine job, if only a touch excessive. I would have prefered "not" spraying all the cars parked along the tracks with gravel but what can you really do at that point? I'll tell you, sit back and watch the show. Cause watchin' that massive train take your car 4/10ths of a mile down the tracks before it could get itself stopped will "most likely" only happen once in your life.
A wonderful view of the driver's seat, glad I decided to get out...
Yep, the bike rack stayed on if you were wondering.
And one final picture for good measure.
I do have to apologize to Eric, Kristen, and Nat who's party I was at. I did cause the train to be stopped for over 2 hours in front of your house, and the cops to show up. I am just glad, there is no way you can pin that whole OD fiasco on me! What chick is going to spike peoples drinks with GHB? I thought only Frat boys did that... At least the paramedics could carry the afflicted under the train on stretchers. No harm no foul.
Memorable night? yes one of many.
oh, and as a P.S., SUCK IT Eastway wreckers, I know you stole my CD changer! Your thinly veiled denials through that slack jawed yokel accent "we ain't responsible for no property left on our lot" bull shit is just that bull shit (I am a huge fan of the cadence of the southern dialect and colloquialisms, just not that girls). Behind a barbed wire fence? Yeah, I'm guessing no one really climbed back there at night with the roaming rottweilers to pilfer some wrecked cars... Print it all you want on signs around your office, you can't pull that one over on me. Like a trap baby! I'm not mad anymore though, you've probably already gotten yours. Karma is great that way...
