Assorted rants

So I have a lot of little things to discuss today. 

Since I was over at Missus house all weekend, I did not get the mail until yesterday and I found two shocking items.  First, I got my “notice to appear” for the gore violation ticket two weeks ago.  (Gore violation – pffff.)  Guess how much?  $111.  Yes, $111 – for a gore violation.  Absolutely ridiculous.  I see people do it all the time and yet I am singled out.  But whatev.  I would go protest it but knowing my luck, I’d be jailed for showing my ass.  (I tend to do that from time to time.) 

The other piece of shocking mail was my car tag.  $380.  Yes, $380.  My tag went from $120 to $380.  Sad.  And by the way, thanks to the General Assembly for NOT passing the bill removing the car tax.  I’ll make sure to remember who I am NOT voting for when I write my check – for $380.  You pricks.

A quick update on the Contacts – Day 17 for those of you playing along at home.  All is well.  I have had only very minor issues (piece of lint, getting caught under my lid) but all in all, I’ve been very pleased.

Another quick update – this time on the toe:  The nail is still black.  I wish it would hurry up and fall off or clear up.  But, webMD.com says it could take MONTHS until it is normal.  Once again, my sincere thanks to the thug punks who did this.  I hope you fail your math class.  Idiots.

I was reading the news this morning and the death toll from the cyclone in SE Asia has reached 22,000 and could go higher.  It makes one think about perspective.  I am mad I got a ticket for a gore violation and have to pay $380 for a tag.  But what if I had lost everything in a storm?  Does a ticket really mean anything?

The parking wars in my complex continue.  I had a note left on MY car this time asking me to stop the harassment.  (Backstory:  I pay for two spaces in my complex.  If other people park in them, I copy a note sent by the condo association and leave it on their car.  I do not write anything.  I just circle the rules.)  I figured it was someone who felt guilty and felt the need to push the blame to someone else.  I really do not care.  If you park in space, you get the note.  Bitches.  Actually, redneck bitches.

Using Google Earth, I realized that I have been fooling myself for my runs.  I have thought my run was nearly six miles when in fact they are closer to 4.5.  So I have decided to add more distance.  I eventually want to work up to 6 miles.