"Well at least I've still got legs."

Bah I say. Bah! Today I took my (second) driving test and guess what...yep I failed again. However, at least this time I didn't completely fail it was more like I barely failed. I forgot to do some stuff like use my parking brake(who regularly uses a parking brake? I mean really) and shoulder check properly(but I've got make certain that there's no one on my left side...even if I'm turning right) and I took two turns a little fast(I didn't see the slow to 30 sign honest!). Apart from that I did okay I think. I'm going to get some official lessons so I'll be ready for my next test on the 3oth.

I guess what really bugs me about not being able to drive is that as long as I've got my 'L' I can't really ask a girl out on a date. I mean think about it: when you've got a car you can just be 'I'll pick you up at (whatever time you choose)' but if you don't have a car then it's something like 'I'll be at your house at (whatever time is needed) and we can take the 44 to Country Club and....' well you get the picture. It's ridiculous! You can't ask a girl out like that. It's just not cool man.

But as they say third time is the charm and it better be or else ICBC is going to get a bomb in the mail. I remember the good old days when you just went in there, took the test, and you had your license. Bada bing, bada bang, bada boom. Then of course morons who were unfortunately mostly in our age group had to fuck it up by getting in accidents through drinking and driving which of course led to getting themselves killed(personally I think that's Darwin's law in action) so now we all have to go through this shit because of the stupid few. This of course pisses me off to no end because I can actually drive well. I drive at least four or five times a week(albeit with my dad) and I do a damn fine job. My dad thinks I do a damn fine job. It's just when I take the test I screw up a bit because I'm trying to remember all the stuff I'm supposed to do instead of just driving(I know. I know. You're all thinking I should just relax and for the most part I do. Unfortunately I still screw up. Probably because the whole thing is so official.)

You know I personally look at driving the way I look at Stagecraft. I can help build a set. I can't remember half(alright more like 90%) of the terms from the first year but whenever we're building a set I'm there doing the jobs that people tell me to do(actually it's more like I'm there when we're forced to be there. I'm going to help out more this production I promise!). As for driving I can drive well. I can drive rather well in fact but I sometimes forget things like shoulder checks(still use my mirrors though!) and I can get a bit of a heavy foot(who doesn't?) and yada yada yada.

And there you have it: my rant on driving. I've got to say I feel better after writing and I'm definitely going to feel better later tonight when I spend some quality time with a friend of mine. I'll tell you all about him later on but until then I'll say a few things. First off he's a prince of a small island off the mainland, second he's blue, and third you underestimate him at your own risk.

So until next time stay funky, don't forget to take a ride on the crazy train, and, of course, I pray you not to disturb my circles.

Peace!