Sorry. I couldn't resist that pun.
Hmm. Other than that I think this episode speaks (or screams) for itself.
Hmm. Other than that I think this episode speaks (or screams) for itself.
Wednesday, September 29, 2010
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- I'm Brigid, not my birth-name, but the one I chose for Confirmation. It's a Catholic thing. Want to learn more about how I grew up? Check out my semi-autobiographical webcomic, Mary Quite Contrary. The closest I've come to earning a living as a writer is one summer I worked as a feature columnist for a small-town newspaper. I've been telling and writing stories my whole life, though, and, hey, it's something I enjoy. Whether I manage to make a buck at it isn't that important to me.
2 comments:
I may have regaled you with this tale already, but once a number of years ago, I was driving my car on I95 in the midst of a snowstorm. The roads were slushy and traffic was somewhat slow, but we were still managing 40 mph down the lanes. A gust of wind smacked into my car, and the next thing I knew, I was driving sideways down the highway.
I said "oh no you don't!" and wrestled with the wheel. The car turned, went back to normal and then with a couple of wobbles suddenly I was had turned sideways the other way. (Thus going 90 degrees and the 180 degrees.)
I snarled at the wheel and managed to get the car turned proper again and then after a couple minor fishtails I suddenly spun so I was driving BACKWARD (with the wheels spinning forward) looking at a line of freaked-out drivers trying to stay as far away as they could.
I mouthed some quiet obscenities to myself and managed to get the car to swing another 180 degrees... at which point I stalled out. I came to a complete stop, put the car in park, turned it back on, put it in drive, and started forward again.
At which point I turned to my mom who was white-knuckled next to me and who hadn't said a word, and said "Now I'm starting to shake."
(And yes, I went 90 degrees, 180 degrees, 270 degrees, and then 180 degrees. All without hitting a single other car on the road. I've managed a couple 720s since then as well.)
It's funny, but sometimes you don't have time to get scared until AFTER things settle down. :)
Rob H.
@Robert: Woah.
And I don't recall you telling me that one.
Woah. 0.0
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