So we’re stopped at a light on Military Highway and some bonehead with a sailor haircut, a bluetooth headset and a pasty white face in a late model Z28 is poised next to me. It’s one of those situations where you know what’s going to happen before it does. The car actually sounded and looked amazing (I actually think it might have been one of the Camaro SS that Chevy made in the final years of the model), but how anyone can afford a gas guzzling muscle car when gas is nearly 3 bucks a gallon. When the light changes he peels his wheels as though I was going to race him in my 4-cylinder Toyota. As if I could if I wanted to. “Dumbass,” I say under my breath.
Then Kim announces the following:
“The worst thing about the Navy is that they bring the worst people from all over the United States and stick them all in one place.”
Yes, Kim, and we live there.
Thursday I will be on a vacation that I can’t really afford, visiting people I should see more often. I’ll be back next week.
I think that she hit the nail on the head with that statement.
I am going to make more of an effort to document Kim’s declarations as I know how entertained you are by them, and *I* am definitely amused by them.
The best so far was said while watching Superman Returns, during the scene where Superman is getting his ass kicked on Luthor’s kryptonite island. “I don’t feel sorry for him,” she said. “everyone should know how that feels.”
I thought I was in the clear with that Superman statement. I thought you’d never tell anyone about it…but it’s really how I feel. Superman isn’t so “super”…he’s just an alien. That’s all.
And I agree.