tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7321105.post4696050288920335281..comments2024-01-31T14:36:29.880+00:00Comments on Brutalism: Bend Over, I'll DriveUnknownnoreply@blogger.comBlogger14125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7321105.post-88381837789909330792009-10-20T01:18:34.195+00:002009-10-20T01:18:34.195+00:00Kath -- that's because you ARE Juno. (Minus th...Kath -- that's because you ARE Juno. (Minus the teen pregnancy.) I bet Michael Cera told her she had george-ous teeth. Mr. Underwood could be played by James Gandolfini.Brutalismhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07659884369597107148noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7321105.post-91306385784632815572009-10-20T01:16:09.932+00:002009-10-20T01:16:09.932+00:00D07 - This is exactly why I invite Margaret Z to s...D07 - This is exactly why I invite Margaret Z to show up every 25 years. <br /><br />I would like to point out that Mr. Underwood was our instructor and that the bus was a short bus. In the movie version I will be played by Ellen Page.It's Freehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11051716685463475314noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7321105.post-56207049733434364712009-10-19T21:13:40.109+00:002009-10-19T21:13:40.109+00:00I took driver's ed with my friend Jessica. Nor...I took driver's ed with my friend Jessica. Normally, our parents (we did not have awesome older siblings) would drop us off at the school, which was off campus. On one day, however, our instructor decided to pick us up right after school let out. Being the typical teenager, this idea was mortifying to me. Being a total jerk (and Jessica being either more secure or more clueless), I "offered" to let Jessica drive first (i.e., drive past everyone at school in the car with the giant "student driver" sign on the top). As gaggles of teenagers pointed and laughed and pretended to jump in front of the car, I ducked down in the back seat and let Jessica take all the teasing. <br /><br />The woman has amazing powers of forgiveness because we are still great friends today. Or, maybe she just keeps me around so she can bring up this story in front of everyone I know.dilettante07https://www.blogger.com/profile/16288221785770930813noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7321105.post-14254082510322043772009-10-19T20:54:15.386+00:002009-10-19T20:54:15.386+00:00So awesome. I am going to do that to my kids somed...So awesome. I am going to do that to my kids someday. Then they can say F*&! you mom.ShutUpandRunhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06145904735605609951noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7321105.post-37410282059208526752009-10-19T18:25:02.823+00:002009-10-19T18:25:02.823+00:00Bradford - I have never seen a yellow stop sign in...Bradford - I have never seen a yellow stop sign in my life. I think someone once told me that red stop signs with white borders were optional. (Took me a while to catch on to this one...)Brutalismhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07659884369597107148noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7321105.post-9400763509565139102009-10-19T18:23:50.346+00:002009-10-19T18:23:50.346+00:00ZM - Thanks on mom & Jack -- a wedding post wi...ZM - Thanks on mom & Jack -- a wedding post will follow one of these days. I may have mentioned during my toast at the wedding that we all thought there was maybe a 50/50 chance of him having clothes on during the ceremony.Brutalismhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07659884369597107148noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7321105.post-53752293663191822662009-10-19T18:19:36.025+00:002009-10-19T18:19:36.025+00:00see. This is why I 'm addicted to, um, I mean,...see. This is why I 'm addicted to, um, I mean, a fan for your blog: You give such good story. :) <br /><br />Congrats to your Mom and Jack, by the way. I assume everyone kept their clothes on during there ceremony? ;)OneZenMomhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00764231117789511983noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7321105.post-14079523619338054662009-10-19T17:06:05.512+00:002009-10-19T17:06:05.512+00:00While not quite as dramatic we had a driving instr...While not quite as dramatic we had a driving instructor I'll just call Mr. B. because, well, that was his name. <br /><br />One day on the bus heading to school we were a couple miles from the parking lot when we saw an accident in the distance. As traffic crept closer we started saying that they clearly needed a driving expert so someone should call Mr. B. Remember this was the days before cell phones so "call" really meant yell out the window". Which we did.<br /><br />Upon passing the accident we realized that calling Mr B. was unnecessary. He was already there: He'd rear-ended someone and done serious damage to both cars so from the open windows he must have heard us yelling "Don't call MR. B. IT *IS* Mr. B!"<br /><br />Somehow he kept his job.The Absurdisthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01998472358970743359noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7321105.post-40972540366194128772009-10-19T15:27:14.037+00:002009-10-19T15:27:14.037+00:00I only stop on red, and even then, only occasional...I only stop on red, and even then, only occasionally. The guy was probably hadn't rammed anyone's head into a steering wheel yet that day and he was getting the DTs because of it.dilettante07https://www.blogger.com/profile/16288221785770930813noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7321105.post-73018712904516271092009-10-19T13:14:45.460+00:002009-10-19T13:14:45.460+00:00Wow - immediately flashbacked to my abrupt termina...Wow - immediately flashbacked to my abrupt termination from being allowed to drive during driving class. Somehow, I got it my head the yellow stop signs applied only to trucks. As we approached a train track, I quickly checked left and right - no trains - and drove through without stopping. Yellow stop sign. The car had a bread pedal on the driver's side for the instructor. When we cleared the track, he hit the pedal, hard. My forehead hit the steering wheel (this was 1974 BL - Before Lawsuits). He said, verbatim, "What the F$%& are you doing?" At that point, I looked in the back seat and the three other students were just then lifting their heads and getting up off the floor. <br />If anyone else has heard of this "only trucks stop at yellow stop signs" rule, please tell me. Seeking vindication and an end to the suffering...Bradfordhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04082408898461559875noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7321105.post-73416857525918396432009-10-19T00:58:54.635+00:002009-10-19T00:58:54.635+00:00No idea. The whole deal was so random. I guess the...No idea. The whole deal was so random. I guess they figured it was a place to contain us outside where we'd have to pay attention.Brutalismhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07659884369597107148noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7321105.post-10290737880416586852009-10-19T00:23:21.363+00:002009-10-19T00:23:21.363+00:00What I want to know was, why did you guys meet on ...What I want to know was, why did you guys meet on a bus? That's just random...and also perfect for the movie version.dilettante07https://www.blogger.com/profile/16288221785770930813noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7321105.post-61801118889592607452009-10-18T23:44:12.564+00:002009-10-18T23:44:12.564+00:00Dunno, Jen, but it did seem to be a job requiremen...Dunno, Jen, but it did seem to be a job requirement.Brutalismhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07659884369597107148noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7321105.post-81445035458651156202009-10-18T23:38:57.062+00:002009-10-18T23:38:57.062+00:00Oh golly. Those scenes are straight out of a stell...Oh golly. Those scenes are straight out of a stellar and surely to be oft-quoted -- *when* it reaches the screen -- coming of age flick. Takes me way back to my driver's ed days too. What was with those guys and their attitudes and ill fitting shorts?JenBChttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14529384502472995248noreply@blogger.com