Facts & tragedies are best left ignored

Hello all you crazy kids. I bring to you today a story of intrigue and danger probably on par to the first lunar landing. Possibly over hyped in a blog pre-amble. Eventually turned into a made for TV movie shown most likely on a rented cable access channel. Likely just involving me in front of a painted nature backdrop. It will involve me taking phone calls. Probably only from Jayson. Most likely just from my mom.

So the question of the day is what is the last crazy thing you have done? The definition of crazy is of course up for debate so for conversations sake lets say when was the last time you did something that went against your typical choice paths.

Mine happened this Sunday in front of a Taco Bell. I was approached by a stranger who asked for the time. I obliged him and then he went into his spiel. For reasons unclear he had ended up at this fine establishment and now had no method of returning home. Of course I initially offered the phone/cab route. However he mentioned that he had not been able to reach any companion in order to secure his route.

I then considered how I would feel had I been thrust into such a situation. I would in fact hope that someone would help me. So I threw my more cautious inklings behind me and invited the stranger into my car. It was a curious trip indeed. Along the way my companion revealed he was carrying a number of illegal substances, His story kept getting more and more convoluted as we journeyed farther on. He also kept attempting to prolong his time in my vehicle. I reminded him that I had originally left my home with the desire to eat and had as yet not done so.

By this point we are in the ghettos of Elgin. Which, despite what all the yuppies would like to believe, is directly next door to everything fun and glamorous in the town, At this point he motioned that at the corner would be his final destination and at this point I was more than happy to oblige him. As I placed the car in park he requested a cigarette. Trying to remain positive I gave him three in hopes that the generosity would spurn motion on my travelers part. Finally he asked if I had any money. I told him that I only carried plastic forms of payment. To which he replied. “I wish you did.”

A few macabre scenes flooded my mind and I quickly began to realize that my quiet trip had probably been teetering closer to dangerous chasms than I had previously recognized. Fortunately the mind and eye moved to a tiny amount of change sitting in a box at the front of my car. I reached in and pulled out an unconfirmed amount of change and placed it into his hand, He said thank you and offered the pound. Which I rather feebly returned, I have probably on had 5-6 moments of pure relief in my life. The moment the door closed behind him I took off. I am not even sure where he went. I did not even look in the direction he was headed.

It is quite possible that the issues I am dealing with now in regards to this event are entirely in my head. It’s quite possible I did nothing more than give a drunk a ride home. I am not sure if the experience has strengthened or weakened my resolve to show compassion unto all men. I may actually never know the fates that may have happened to either my passenger or I should I have made the opposite choice. All I can say is I wish nothing but the best for the guy and hope that he reflects on the moment and can realize that sometimes you may actually bump into a moment of kindness in an other wise cruel world.

Oh and Brian, If you would happen to find yourself in the same scenario. Don’t tell the kind hearted person driving you around that you have drugs on you. Tell them up front or don’t tell them at all. If we weren’t moments away I would have dropped your ass off immediately.

Other Peoples Music

Well I guess I am in glam/goth heaven this year as it has seen new releases from Placebo, AFI and Kill Hannah. I will try to bust out a music review for you for the KH album tomorrow. If anyone has any music suggestions that I need to hear leave a comment. I think I need to get out of this pop-goth rut. Seriously when does the new muse album come out?

Final thoughts

Is there anything more ridiculous then feeling shame for your performance in a video game?

My new MAC laptop is the shiznite.

Right clicking is a hard habit to get out of.

Stack ranking is a cruel mistress.

Bosses only exist to make a final point after you shut them up.