Should'a known better.
School returns to Tallahassee, and with it, both the scourge, the
terrible scourge of college students in cars, and the plague of football.
Such an evil sport, football, not necessarily because it's not fun to
watch, or anything, but because it lures bloody rediculous numbers of
people to our fair city, overflowing streets and parking lots and
generally clogging the arteries of transit like the fat drippings from
ten thousand McDonald's Happy Meals. Yuck. I guess it wouldn't be so bad if
I would heed the warning signs (like the fans who stake out their 'turf'
for parking as much as a day beforehand). But no, out I went this
afternoon, into Jesse's Inferno, to spend far too much time baking in
my car and trying to accomplish the simple task of getting BACK to my
apartment. Currrrses. You'd think I'd know better by now.
Rant 'o the day contains no additives, preservatives or
small woodland creatures of any kind. Use only as directed. Do not expose to
direct sunlight. Do not fold, spindle, multilate or remove identifying tags.
Handle with care. Contains less than 3% milk fat by weight, not by volume.
Squeeze the lemon.
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