conversation of the day

i'll spare you the details, but here's the main idea: tangerine dream's tires were unbalanced and causing a somewhat bumpy ride from Dallas to Lubbsuck.

t.d.: it was like riding a pogo stick the whole way down!

me: uh. i see.

t.d.: it almost felt like my tires were squares.

me: hmmm.

t.d.: i had no incentive to go faster than 65 because then my teeth were chattering uncontrollably.

me: *sigh*