The White Stripes

Song of the near death experience:

The White Stripes, " Hello Operator"

I'm finally home after several memorable days that included:

roughly 800 miles of driving

museum date in which we went to the museum three times but never actually saw it

empress chicken

two pitchers of beer

spontaneous 10pm viewing of sculpture garden

tortilla soup dinner with friends at midnight

car sleep in church parking lot

one tiny dog

hour upon hour of chatter

playing, and ignoring, at least 4 movies

observation of late night shakespeare in the park rehearsal

but the award for most memorable must go to driving alone at 2am on the empty, black turnpike, deer in the headlights, swerving, completely losing control of car, spinning in slow motion toward certain death, car screeching backwards to halt just before the ditch, jumping from car to vomit while inhaling burning rubber, all while listening to this.

this will be really funny when the sick feeling goes away.