I again find myself writing my blog while driving in a car.
Haha, gotcha.
I am not driving and writing, are you crazy?
Well once again I had a successful week, even though I accumulated a speeding ticket, dead car battery, a car window that won’t roll all the way up, and an ungodly bar tab last night.
The speeding ticket was ridiculous, mainly because the DeSoto Sheriff’s deuputy was going the opposite direction pulling over another car and turned around to pull me over and the car I was following as well.
72 mph? In a 55? Sooo this means you got me with the radar gun that bends around the car in front of me? Yea, that is hilarious.
Next, my car battery went completely dead, as in dead as it could possibly be.
After this, my driver’s side window jumped off of its track and would only roll up just under halfway. So, imagine this scene:
I’m driving down I-49 with a sweater and a rolled down window in the forty or fifty degree early morning weather racing to Mansfield, LA so I’m not late for work. I leaned towards the center console of my Montero Sport, the Blue Bullet, just to take the wind impact down a notch.
Last night we went downtown and stumbled upon one of our friend’s older brothers who always manages to create an incredible night. He’s huge, so as long as we have our muscle we can have as much fun as we want to. Roger, my friends brother, has our back and it’s always a good thing.
But, when we meet up with Roger, we always try and tear up the town. My bar tab was stupid, but we had a blast.
I’m now riding with the girlfriend to Ruston to see Louisiana Tech play their homecoming game. My fam ily is extremely involved in the school and has been for decades. I love the ‘Dogs, they’re definitely my first college football love. This weekend will hopefully turn my past week’s misfortunes.
These events are incredibly humorous to me. I think it’s funny that all these things happen, because the punches keep coming and I’m still rollin’
FYI: I’m updating this post. I attempted to turn in this blog using The Dawg Houses’ Wifi, a bar in Ruston. My computer dies and I’m now in a random washateria in Ruston charging my computer and searching for networks.
What a wonderful life!
Isn't that the way life goes? A rash of troubles, and then smooth sailing. Oh, my son graduated from Tech. I don't think he attended one football or basketball game while he was there!
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