They see me rollin', they hatin'

In celebration of not having to spend thousands of dollars to get the roadster fixed I decided to treat myself to the upgrades that I've been desperately wanting for the benzo.  I also wanted an excuse to deal with the guy who works at tint land.  I met him when he tinted the windos on Heather's car and I think I'd be willing to say he is my favorite character I've met in Ft. Lauderdale so far.

When I dropped the benz off to get tinted I had a little trouble pulling in to the garage and ended up having to do a several-point-turn.  When I got out the first thing he said was, "You drive like an old person fucks, slow and sloppy"

He took the words right out of my mouth!

I'm really excited for the increase in privacy that I've obtained with the tinting, but also the reduction in heat.  I can already feel a difference, I'm especially looking forward to driving to work today after it's been sitting in the sun all morning.  Usually it's like an oven, hopefully now it will remain cool as a cucumber inside.

My other splurge for the benz that I got in preparation for riding dirty is these durable all weather rubber floor mats:

I could have gone with beige to match the interior but I decided to do the black accent to match the dash and trim.  I think it looks ok, I just haven't gotten used to them yet.

So now I'm all set for whatever comes my way.  I won't need to spend any money on this car for a while, unless you guys think I should get spinners for the wheels...

blame Heather

I had big plans yesterday that involved cleaning and possible trips to the beach.  Instead I spent the afternoon with Heather which, while unexpected, was delightful nonetheless.  Even though she spent most of the time on the phone, at least I had these two nice ladies to entertain myself.

They love each other!  And Paris suddenly loves me too.  She let me pet her for like a minute and a half before she turned and bit me, then hit me with her paw very pointedly before walking away.

Apparently having the afternoon off work left Heather with nothing but time on her hands and troubles on her mind.  She decided that her freckles were indications of skin cancer and the only solution was to get gangsta mirror tints done to her car.  I at least talked her down to normal tinting, but couldn't stop her from choosing this clearly reputable establishment to get it done:

To be fair, that wasn't actually the place that did the tinting, but it was next door.  And I did spend the entire time we were there with an uneasy feeling that I was going to turn around at any moment and come face to face with that terrifying chicken beast.  I did occasionally lose myself in the stories that the tinting technician was telling us though, including all about how he takes his pick up truck all around south florida to pick up "death cars".  I guess when people kill themselves by turning the car on in the garage with the doors closed they will often resell the car because it's still in perfect condition.  They only have to put it was a death car on the carfax if the person shot themselves and the technicians had to repair a bullet hole  or clean blood out of upholstery or something.  I was fascinated.

Anyways, because of Heather's tomfoolery I didn't get to do a lot of the things I had planned for yesterday, including a blog post.  Not a good way to start out March, I know.  I figured I would be able to do a post last night but I didn't plan on Heather challenging me to the longest game of Scrabble ever.  I should have expected it after the first play though.  It took about a half an hour for her to come up with this award winner:

Then about halfway through the game she goes, "omg, I don't even want to play this word because I don't like it, I don't even feel comfortable saying it!!"

And yet it didn't stop her from playing it, and one space away from porn.  That's when I came up with the name for her memoirs, From Porn to Pussy; The Heather B. Story.

She'll sell millions!

I did get all my laundry done yesterday, and though I didn't manage to do any exercise I also didn't drink yesterday so at least I'll be able to go on an extra long run today.

Just have to catch up on some blog posts first.