all my friends are superheroes (except you)

easy, easy, FLOOR IT!

so yesterday i was driving back to the office from the site and i heard this on Q107. apparently, according to metro magazine, even more annoying than telemarketers that call during dinner and real estate agents is...

"you're beautiful, you're beautiful, you're beautiful, its true"

thats right. james blunt. seriously annoying, and they had to que it up too! well, my windows were down and i laughed pretty hard, and i got a weird look from the driver next to me. seriously though, few men can really work a woman's voice. Geddy Lee (Rush) was one of them. james blunt is not.

james blunt, "you're beautiful really annoying"




in other news, i got to drive the dozer today, and i can safely say, that was easily the sweetest ride ive driven so far. that makes three machines ive driven (bobcat, sheepsfoot roller). first of all, that machine is a BEAST. its huge, but it can turn on a dime, it can climb a 60 degree slope (or more, but thats all ive seen) and it can move dirt like nobody's business. this thing even had GPS on it! it was pretty complicated inside the cockpit (yea, i said cock) but once you get the hang of it, its not that bad.
oh and another thing, it started raining today, so i put my machine away, got in my car, and drove into the site to watch them work. it started raining harder and harder, and the ground started getting softer and softer. i was parked right on top of a patch of silt (if it was sand it would have been alright, but not silt). so i asked the sheepsfoot guy if he had any chains to pull me out, you know, just in case. he clanced at my car, smirked, and said i should be alright if i pulled out right away. so i got in my car, and with the dozer operator, sheepsfoot operator, and the foreman all watching me, i started the car. i started to back up, and it would budge. easy on the gas. easy. easy. FLOOR IT! i pealed, and i was hucking dirt everywhere. it was covering my windsheild and hitting the roof. i finally got moving and when i started to go forward again, i hit the silt again. and just for kicks, i just floored it this time again. i can see the dirt fly up the window beside me, i can feel the tires slip and slide, the car just went in its own direction, and im just ripping and ripping and ripping my way out of there. i finally got out on my own, without any help, and boy were they impressed. impressed...and laughing...they got a good kick out of that, and so did i. i earned their respect today, yeap. today, i became a man. (ignore the last two sentences).