March 12, 2004

From Lake Carolina

I fixed one of my problems and I think I know what will fix the other one. I took off early and stopped by the money store to pick up some money (Duh!) and Kaiser to pick up some drugs. I made it home by 1:30 to attend the conference call.

I dialed the number and got the bullshit to stay on the line and a representative would be with me shortly. Oh crap! That means there is sumpin' wrong with the dial in number. So now I get to listen to music and some asshole coming on every minute to say, "Your call is important to us. Please stay on the line."

If my call was really important to you you would have a representative take care of me immediately and not ask me to STAY ON THE FUCKING LINE!!! Assholes.

Finally a representative does come on the line and tell me that there are technical problems with the dial in number and to wait five minutes and try again.

Five minutes later, I try again. Same bullshit, but this time there is no music. After a five minute wait and hearing over and over again about how important my fucking call is another representative comes on and tells me to wait 15 minutes and try again.

This gives me time to clean out the litter box, give my cats enough food and water to last them the weekend and load up the car.

I call in again and this time everything works. Of course this throws my schedule off by 30 minutes and SFB (Shit For Brains) isn't even on the call. Just as well 'cause I think we actually accomplished sumpin'.

I'm on the road by 3:00. Trying to get out of Atlanta at 3:00 on a Friday afternoon is the epitome of frustration. It takes me an hour to go the first 35 miles. But then the traffic thins out. My Z3 drives real well going 100 mph. OK. Most of the way through Georgia I only drive between 90 and 95.

I stopped about 60 miles outside of Augusta to gas up. The gas seems to be flowing real slow through the hose and then I notice that my wheel is sitting right on top of it. I move my car up a few feet and magically the gas flows at a normal rate.

I'm all gassed up and ready to go. I put Machine Head by Deep Purple in the CD player and fire up Highway Star. In about 30 seconds I'm doing 100 mph. OK. Not much traffic let's see what this car will really do. I still don't know 'cause I only took it up to 120 and there was still plenty of pedal left. I think BMW has a governor that limits the speed to about 138.

It took me 3.5 hours to go 240 miles. I found my sister's house OK. We had a nice dinner. I'm feeling pretty mellow.

Tomorrow, we're having canneloni for dinner. I get to do most of the work. I make the pasta from scratch. Addison is coming for dinner. It will be a thrill to meet him. He was one of the first people to comment on my site and also turned me on to some other bloggers.

Posted by denny at March 12, 2004 09:12 PM  
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128mph is the limit, I believe. Mercedes and BMW do that to gain favor with the German government. Porsche decided to opt out (base Carrera does 172, GT3 does 190, Turbo does 192, GT2 does 196 or something, Carrera GT does 205...)

Posted by: addison on March 13, 2004 05:00 PM
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