Jody & Morons on the Highway

Went to drop off Jody's movie tix tonight, just got home. She lives out on Hwy. 160 - we saw a big ol' jack rabbit when we pulled in to the driveway. She's looking a lot like our mother, especially since she's got her hair dyed so dark & she's very wrinkly. She's gotten extremely skinny, which I know is contributing to her wrinkliness. Her psych has her on Seroquel & something else that I can't remember the name of to help her sleep - it starts w/an S. I know it's not Welbutrin. She went for a 3-day neurological survey last weekend but they won't have the results for another month or so. It's one of those cases where everybody hopes there is something verifiably wrong with her, because a confirmed diagnosis leads to a possible treatment. Her psych is worried that the seizures & tremors might just be latent side-effects of her long-term drug abuse from when she was younger, in which case there is no real 'cure'.

Andy was exceedingly happy to see me. It's been a long time since a dog greeted me with the paw-dance & it honestly cheered me up. I gave him hugs & he was all smiles :) He's almost 3 years old now, weighs about 160lbs & is 6'1" from nose tip to tail tip. He's also about 3' tall at the shoulder. I could ride him - he's absolutely huge.

On the way home, we got stuck in the Spag bowl. One of the ramps is down to two lanes & we were watching this guy driving a silver Mercedes (take note - if you see a silver Mercedes with the Nevada license plate 'WRK NO MR', don't get behind him) texting someone. He's in heavy traffic, driving a fancy little Mercedes... and he's got his head down texting someone. I felt sorry for the people behind him. Rob felt it necessary to pull slightly ahead of the guy & proceed to partially merge into the left lane, effectively straddling the middle line. The guy in the Mercedes eventually looked up to see that traffic was way ahead of him (about 4 minutes after Rob pulled into the middle of the road) & squeezed into the left margin & passed Rob, slowed to a crawl & proceeded to text someone again. He probably told them, "Some asshole is straddling both lanes & I almost scraped the wall trying to get by him". I imagine all the people behind us were also banging their heads on their steering wheels, shouting vainly into their windshields, "Pick a lane!" or maybe, "Hey, those lines aren't a suggestion!" or maybe just, "Hey, look at that asshole driving down the middle of the fucking ramp!" Rob was merrily singing Dennis Leary's Asshole song to himself, too. I wasn't helping the situation any because I kept telling Rob to roll down his window & tell the guy behind the Mercedes that the driver was too busy texting to pay attention to traffic. Then, instead of being (or even acting) outraged when Rob straddled the center line I started snickering & ended up full-out giggling. I usually have to tell people not to encourage Rob, but sometimes I get a little out of hand myself. Rob got a fortune cookie earlier that said, "You will soon be the center of attention", so I think it's been amply fulfilled. Karma kicked in & our truck stalled on the off-ramp, but luckily we weren't still in the middle of the freakin' road, which made me giggle even more, especially when I started thinking about just how bad the fortune cookie curse could have been.

Rob's got the food poisoning I had last week, which probably means that it's not e. coli or salmonella - and it's probably not 'food poisoning' - it's probably a norovirus, and I probably brought it home from work last Tuesday night. Blegh. People are so fucking disgusting. The other morning, I was in one of the public restrooms at work & a slightly drunk chick was in the stall next to me. I got out first & went to wash my hands. She came out of the stall, watched me for a minute or two & walked out - without washing her hands. I was following her back through the casino & I saw her pull her cell phone out of her pocket, wipe her hand over the screen, punch numbers on it & then stick it up to her face. Eww eww ewww!!!