Re: [UC] RE: Parking rage [feel the love]
On Jan 30, 2005, at 10:13 AM, Kyle Cassidy wrote: ...there was a pabst blue ribbon beer sitting on the hood of my car with a blue bow... A Pabst Blue Ribbon? Are you sure they weren't trying to rub it in your face? GJJ
Re: [UC] RE: Parking rage [feel the love]
In a message dated 1/30/2005 10:07:53 A.M. Eastern Standard Time, [EMAIL PROTECTED] writes: a pabst blue ribbon beer sitting on the hood of my car with a blue bow Keeping in mind this is Sunday, a day for worship, (as previously reaffirmed in one of Bender's posted religious diatribes) am I to assume this is some kind of Touched by an Angel plot line? Had you not been parked in, you would have driven yourself, involving you and/or your mother in a tragic auto accident? Of course if the offender really gave a shxt, he would have used a red bow and left $50 to cover your taxi costs. Dear Sir, I was horrified to discover that I had blocked your driveway. I never would have done it intentionally, but I was very drunk when I parked the car. Sounds to me like to an alcohol junky used some endearing patter to scam you out of your quiet enjoyment of your property. While I appreciate the elegant spatial proportioning of the scene, it seems to me not only were you screwed but you derived some kind of religio-masochistic pleasure from the episode. Maybe its the basis of a visual parable for your next show? I thought we were people who valued a terrible swift justice. Disorder in the community is prevalent, when its currency is devalued. Peace unto you and yours. Craig
Re: [UC] RE: Parking rage [feel the love]
Beautiful! Let me compliment you on your gracious and nonviolent response to the drunken brute who had the infernal rind to block up your driveway. Personally, in your situation, and possessing the large volume of artillery which you are known to keep in your living room, I would have simply blown them away, both them and their stupid automobile. To all those suffering from winter parking rage, let me reiterate gloatingly, as I so often have, seemingly without effect, that infernal combustion engines are the work of the devil. My standard and truly callous advice is to "get a horse". Also, let me recommend, if you have not already read it, Calvin Trillin's brilliant little gem about parking in the Big Apple titled "Tepper Isn't Going Out". Ross Benderhttp://rossbender.org/myersbriggs.html In a message dated 1/30/2005 10:07:53 AM Eastern Standard Time, [EMAIL PROTECTED] writes: about two years ago, i left my house early one morning to pick up my mother at the airport and found that there was a car surgically parked between two others blocking my car into my driveway. my first thought was to smash their windshield with a hammer, but then i marveled at the parking job -- you couldn't have fit a pizza box between the front or back bumper of that car and the cars parked on either side of my driveway. "wow!" i thought, "that's the best parking job i've ever seen." it tempered my thoughts and i wrote them a nice note explaining my frustration at having to take a taxi to pick up my mother, but complimenting them on the most precise job of paralell parking i'd ever seen. when i got home from the airport about two hours later, the offending car was gone and there was a pabst blue ribbon beer sitting on the hood of my car with a blue bow and a note which said (something to the effect of): Dear Sir, I was horrified to discover that I had blocked your driveway. I never would have done it intentionally, but I was very drunk when I parked the car.
RE: [UC] RE: Parking rage [feel the love]
Title: RE: [UC] RE: Parking rage [feel the love] about two years ago, i left my house early one morning to pick up my mother at the airport and found that there was a car surgically parked between two others blocking my car into my driveway. my first thought was to smash their windshield with a hammer, but then i marveled at the parking job -- you couldn't have fit a pizza box between the front or back bumper of that car and the cars parked on either side of my driveway. "wow!" i thought, "that's the best parking job i've ever seen." it tempered my thoughts and i wrote them a nice note explaining my frustration at having to take a taxi to pick up my mother, but complimenting them on the most precise job of paralell parking i'd ever seen. when i got home from the airport about two hours later, the offending car was gone and there was a pabst blue ribbon beer sitting on the hood of my car with a blue bow and a note which said (something to the effect of): Dear Sir, I was horrified to discover that I had blocked your driveway. I never would have done it intentionally, but I was very drunk when I parked the car.
