Mamacita says: You’d think I didn’t get out much. . . .
1. I have still never used an ATM machine. I think this knowledge would only have negative consequences for me.
2. I haven’t been addicted to a television show in over 20 years. I do, however, wait until the complete season dvd’s are available when something seems interesting. TV just seems like such a waste of time. says the internet addict
3. I’m still not tired of hearing Jim Dale read Harry Potter to me. I don’t think I’d get tired of Jim Dale doing anything. And by “anything,” what I really mean is. . . anything.
4. I have not outgrown my love of Disney songs. I may have 289 original soundtrack Disney songs on my iPod in my car. The more obscure the song, the better I tend to like it. (Flitterin’, anyone?)
5. I still don’t like coffee. Or tea. Any kind. In any weather. I associate coffee and tea with old people. (Shut up.)
6. I haven’t conquered my intense addiction to Diet Coke, although as soon as my stash is gone, I’m switching to Diet Pepsi because Coke isn’t making 24 oz bottles any more.
7. I haven’t quite memorized the last three Harry Potter books yet, although it won’t be much longer. Yes, I memorize things I love. Then, they are with me always. Teachers who think memorizing is useless are not my kind of teachers. I’m not sure what kind they are, but I hate them.
8. I still don’t like rock salt with eyeballs anchovies. This doesn’t bother me in the least. I also hate onions.
9. I will never go over to the Dark Side. Intense standardized testing is evil.
10. I am glad and proud to state that I have never received a speeding ticket. For a while, it looked like I’d have to delete this one, as I was pulled over Thursday morning, on my way to school, in the midst of freezing white fog with visibility of pretty much nil. I’d been driving between 15-30 miles per hour as even the stoplights were not remotely visible. I couldn’t turn around and go back home because I couldn’t see any place to turn around in. My headlights barely made out the lines in the highway where the stoplights were; otherwise, I’d have drifted right across the intersection without stopping. When the police car’s lights finally broke through the snow white impenetrable wall behind me, I pulled over into the unknown. The officer told me he’d clocked me at 52 mph, which was a total crock. Being no fool, I did not argue with him, but sat meekly and received my ticket with no comment. To be accused of going 52 – in a construction zone at that – was pretty devastating to someone who knew perfectly well I’d been going well under 30! I had actually decided to go to jail rather than pay an unfair ticket. I’m not kidding. Then, on Saturday morning at 7:45, the phone rang. It was the officer, apologizing for ticketing the wrong car! In the fog, he hadn’t noticed the actual speeder turning off, and since I was the only car on the road that he could see, he assumed it was me! So now I can still state, with absolute honestly: I have never received a speeding ticket.
Am I the only one who didn’t know that police officers shoot videos? It was the video that told the officer he’d pulled over the wrong car. So, thank you, modern law-enforcing media!
I have never received a speeding ticket.