Dumb and Dumber

By the time i got to work today, i wanted to call in "stupid". Not call in "sick" but call in "stupid"...

i forgot my cellphone: i have gone several days without smoking a cigarette, but make me go one day without my cellphone (with texting and e-mail) and i get the shakes.

i took the wrong way to work: Milwaukee has been rebuilding the Marquette Interchange, a major interchange between I-43 and I-94. Driving to work i take I-94, and starting about a month ago i had to start taking a detour. My old way to work was: go north on I-43/I-94 and continue on I-94 west. The detour is go SOUTH on I-94 to I-894 west... yeah, i went north my old way. i got to work on time, but JUST...

i forgot important parts of my tool bag: i have to move and reinstall a fixture at work. It's a simple procedure; i rememebered my tool bag, but missing was my battery recharger for the cordless drill.

i'm a spiller: when making coffee when i got to work i over-filled the water pitcher for the coffeemaker and spilled a LOT of water all over the floor.

things got better after i had some coffee, but DANG...

just glad that my "stupid" wore off by the end of the day... on my way home from work i stopped at the grocery store. The parking lot OUT has a traffic light, and i always use that exit because of the traffic light (since i have to turn left). Okay, it's been raining. The driveway is steep. I waited for the green light, started my way out, and took my time as i always do since the driveway is steep. From my left i see a pickup truck coming fast, and it doesn't look like they are going to stop for the light that has been red for long enough for me to take the time to think about the fact that they are going to fast and i don't think that they are going to stop...

In other words, this truck blew the red light by a LOT... but i was smart enough and aware enough that i waited for them to BLOW the light.

Driving to (or from) Pennsylvania, Suka commented that she feels that everyone has an art. it might not be a fine art like painting, music, writing... but we all have "an art". i commented mine was driving. i think, after this incident, that YES my "art" is DRIVING.