Driving

Well I have an announcement to make. As of today it has been exactly one month that I have been officially driving. Yes, you ready that correctly, I have been driving. I have a car and have been on the road. That's actually the reason I stated that I would be getting out more and how people have been able to see me more often recently. While this is the first time I have actually posted about it I haven't been all that secretive about it either. If I showed up to a place and someone asked how I got there I would mention it, but I also didn't go too much out of my way to bring it up(well until now that is).

It has certainly been a nice and interesting experience. I realize that there are a lot more assholes on the road than I thought as a passenger. I've also come to realize that apparently blinkers do not exist on most people's cars(I know they actually do but a shit load of people don't use them). I've also noticed that apparently there are a lot of Nascar drivers in the St. Louis area. As well as turtles with driver's licenses.

One thing that sucks is that while I have been driving a short time I already need to get a new windshield. I know you're probably wondering how that happened. Well about two or three weeks ago I was on my way to work; I was driving behind a truck with a bunch of junk in the back. As I'm driving either a rock pops up or a small piece of something fell off the back of the truck(which is more likely) and hit my windshield. When I heard it "WTF!?!" was my initial reaction. I looked and at the time it seemed that nothing bad had happened. Well a few days later I'm looking out my windshield and I notice a medium sized crack. Over the next couple of weeks the crack got bigger. The thing is big enough now, I'll probably have to get the whole windshield replaced. It sucks but will need to be done.

Overall it has been cool driving myself around, I just wish it had come about from better circumstances. The only reason I'm driving now is because shortly before he got diagnosed with Cancer my dad had bought a new car. When he passed it was decided that I would get the car. I needed to get my license in order to drive it and here we are. It's been hard sometimes when I run into friends or people I know and they ask me about the car or compliment my "choice" in car. With the people I consider close, I tell them the truth, but the people I'm not close with, I just say thanks and continue on. It really hurts when someone says to me "About time", because it just reminds me that the cost of this step forward in my life was too high.....

Sorry, that took a bit of a dark turn there. In all honesty, I have enjoyed driving, with the exception of the dickheads who are out on the road(and yes I'm aware that to someone else I am one of them). I look forward to getting out more and having the freedom to go to more stuff. Oh and don't worry, there will be a point where I make a blog post where I don't mention my dad(the next one is not ine of them). Until then, bare with me.