...You start thinking in macros.
This morning, I was driving to the mechanic (after 2 hours sleep, woohoo) and I was behind one of these Red Bull promotion cars. Completely unbidden, I had this mental image of it stuck in bumper-to-bumper traffic, with a caption (Impact, of course, with a black outline): Where's your wings NOW, motherfucker?
I blame it on the lack of sleep >.>
This morning, I was driving to the mechanic (after 2 hours sleep, woohoo) and I was behind one of these Red Bull promotion cars. Completely unbidden, I had this mental image of it stuck in bumper-to-bumper traffic, with a caption (Impact, of course, with a black outline): Where's your wings NOW, motherfucker?
I blame it on the lack of sleep >.>