Skip to main content

What the hell?

You know how sometimes you look at something, then look again and go 'WTF?'

I had one of those moments this morning.

Just so you know, my efforts to 'be completely present in every moment' are resulting in me noticing some things that for some reason I wouldn't normally notice. Don't mock me, I'm working on myself and sometimes the results are startling.

Anyway, I was almost to work, just a traffic light away, and found myself behind an older Chevy SUV..maybe a Tahoe, but more like a smaller Suburban. It was a deep metallic blue at some point, now faded to almost a sky blue, and the windows were darkened...not completely blacked out, but someone tinted them.

On the back window was one of those stick figure family things, and from what I could tell, there was a Daddy, a Mommy, a little girl, a little boy, and dog and cat in their family.

And now is when things get a little weird(er).  This is when my eyes travel to the right, and see that on that side of the back window are three bullet holes. And beneath those, on the metal part beneath the window (tailgate, I guess?) are 8 more.

That's ELEVEN bullet holes, people! ELEVEN!

Who in the hell do you piss off to get that result? And what is the rest of the story? I watch Breaking Bad, so of course I'm assuming this was a drug deal gone bad, or that someone pissed off a local gang and barely got away with their POS blue SUV and their life.

There was also a '$' on the tailgate, on the left side above the name of the original car dealer. I'm not sure what that means, but since I watch Breaking Bad and stuff, I assumed it was some kind of message for buyers or whomever...but I'm not cool enough to really understand what it means and I really don't care to circulate with people who would know.

Apparently I have a fair amount of chickenshit survivor instinct in me to not pursue this further.

The light turned green, we made our left turn, and as I accelerated to get out of the noxious fumes emanating from the dual, chrome exhaust pipes of this vehicle...I noticed three more bullet holes in the side window.

Really?

Comments

Popular posts from this blog

Schnazzed up Desert Magnolia..again, thanks to LP the graphics guru!

Happy Thursday, everyone! Nope, it's not quite Spring yet, but sometimes a girl's gotta get a new 'do. Or in this case this girl's gotta get a new blog header. You know what I mean. Thank you LP! You rock. I love the artistic approach..it's soft but nice and still says, 'Enter here at your own risk, for opinions of a strong nature are sure to be expressed.' That's how I see it, anyway.

May I please be excused?

When G.G. was sorting through the mail the other night he stopped, then started to chuckle. And then he handed me an envelope in which a Jury Summons was contained. He chuckled because he has been called twice, and I have never been called. And for some reason he thought that wasn't right, or fair, or something. Well, I got mine. But it turns out I need to ask them a favor. To postpone my civic duty until after the holidays. Because before the holidays I am responsible for planning and overseeing and/or executing all year end marketing and PR for our little company, as well as publishing our final edition of an e-pub that now distributes to over 300K people each edition, so it needs to look good. And not have spelling errors and stuff. And then when that e-pub flies? I'll be flying, literally, to Providence, then to Europe and the Middle East. There's a lot to get done before I go, and I'm desperately hoping that our jury management system accepts my reque

Frigid

There's cold, and then there's the cold that takes your breath away when you breathe in too deeply. We've got that right now. Clear, blue skies, and frigid cold temps. There's just enough warmth in the sun to cause the enormous icicles that have formed along our roof to break off, sort of a mini calving like you'd see in the Antarctic when an iceberg cleaves. And loud, a big CRACK! happens, and then Whump! it hits the ground. The governor just issued a state of emergency for the entire state. And asked all of us to lower our thermostats ten degrees! Right. So, if we're having issues keeping pipes unfrozen with normal range furnace use, what's going to happen when/if we drop that range ten degrees? That's the difference between liquid and frozen water. Ten degrees doesn't sound like a lot, but it is. And I'm pretty sure she's not going to have her staff lower her thermostat by the ten degrees she's proposed, then put on her silk long