Weekend of good times

Monday December 6th 2004 12:53 PM PST

Jen and i had a great weekend being with Friends. On saturday we drove down to San Clemente to suprise Darren at his 30th Birthday Suprise Party. Anne had told him that his parents were coming for dinner, and he needed to clean the house. She had also implanted the idea of playing golf that day, so he believed that it was his own idea to spend the day with Russel hitting golf balls. So when Darren shows up, he has NO CLUE. He walks in and for a moment is so perplexed, that everybody honestly thinks he might be pissed. It takes him a second or two to let everything sink in, but he's blown away. We watched the USC and UCLA game just prior to his arrival, and had a great time with everybody there.

We headed home that night and sat around the house most of the day sunday. I had a little work i had to get done for today, but we still had time to run out to dinner with Jen's father. We headed to Cafe Bizu in old town and had a nice quite dinner. I bit torrented all the missed shows after dinner and Jen and I caught up on everything.

I also heard a little commute trick from a guy here at work. I've been taking Adams across most of LA to get to work. He had claimed that if you make your way down to Exposition or Rodeo, you can cut another 10 minutes off the drive. Well, its no bullshit. I've cut my drive to a little bit less of a pain in the ass. I've finally figured out ways to get around just about everything short of a 4 lane blocking accident.

On that note, and in Darren's honor, i must name the Ass-Clown of the day.

Driving south on Figeroa, i was going about 25 miles per hour and decelerating as i approach a stop light. I'm in the left lane, and this Staples truck is in the right lane. He's almost at a complete stop, but then suddenly he realizes that his lane is not to his liking. NO signal, no warning, no brain. He jerks the steering wheel over to the left and hits the gas. Meanwhile i am directly NEXT TO HIM. Not behind him, not speeding up fast on him, not anywhere i shouldn't be. I'm just in the path of a fuckin ass-clown. So i check my mirrors QUICKLY and realize that there is nobody behind me in either lane. I slam on my brakes and drop over in the right lane. Snap the ass-clown's picture.

Comments:

So how long is your commute now in the morning and evening?

Posted by: Koganuts

The commute in the morning is not that bad. If i'm lucky i can get to work in 45 minutes. The evening however is a little harder. Its usually around an hour to get home. This new route works great in the morning, but in the evening it ends up dropping me around USC. The traffic is not THAT bad, but i've still gotta deal with getting around Fig. I don't even deal with the freeway at all until the Hill onramp to the 110 north in Chinatown. At that point its all about the right hand lane til you pass the ass-clown procession trying to get off on the 5 northbound.

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Darren just called me and told me to check out your site for his honorable mentions. He was very exctied, especially about the Ass-Clown shout out. Thanks again for coming down! It was so good to see you guys!

Posted by: Anne