Sunday, April 4, 2010

What just happened? The good, and the bad.

So I spent the day, about a week ago, having a yard sale. My very good friend John Babcock was there with me as we sold our possessions to strangers for minuscule monetary gains... ya know, a yard sale. Well, about half way through the day this truck pulls up to the sale with a massive trailer in tow that is just heaped with other peoples discarded treasures. It was like a combination of "Sanford and Son" & the sleigh from "How the Grinch Stole Christmas." Out of the truck step three "gentlemen", the first of whom was the father and he was 75 if he was a day. He waddled up the drive wearing a trucker hat brazened with a buck's head over St. Andrews Cross. Then came the two boys, the first of the two looked like a 250 pound Neil Young that had been raised by George Bush and Marge Schott. The other son... well, he was Lenny straight out of "Of Mice and Men". To help complete the imagery of Lenny, he was carrying this little dog named Button. He was wearing camo overalls and spoke with a speech impediment that was a cross between Truman Capote and Mumbles from "Dick Tracy". They bought some brass flower pots and waddled back down the drive to their rolling junk yard and they were off.

Later that day, we went to see "Hot Tub Time Machine," as we were standing in front of the theater discussing the merits of the film... actually, let's back it up a second. when it comes to sports, my friend John is a faux-natic... which is to say, he's not a real fan, but a  fringe fan at best. He's started paying more attention to sport than before.. but still... not a fan in the true sense of the word. Not that there is anything wrong with not being a fan, just don't front. Anyway, he grew up in Buffalo, an has acquired through gifts some Buffalo Bills paraphernalia. Including a front vanity plate with the logo on it and an antenna ornament in the shape of a football with the Bills logo on it. I was razzing him about his "fandom" by mentioning his tire cover needing to be Buffalo Bills branded. So that's when we we're discussing the movie. We prospected which 1980's screen stars should have made cameos in the film when a voice from behind me says, "You're the first Bills fan I've seen in Atlanta." I turn around to see who could be interjecting this thought into our conversation... low and behold, there stands Aurthur Blank, billionaire owner of the Atlanta Falcons and co-founder of Home Depot. He had just stepped out of his pristine black Mercedes.
Perhaps he was going to see "Hot Tub Time Machine" as well... we will never know. It was, however, a very cool experience.


Oh, one more thing... earlier in the week, as I was driving home, I witnessed a guy having his very own "Falling Down" moment. I'm just tooling along, like John Mayer described in "Why Georgia", when suddenly over in the HIV lane this guy in a white Hynudai Elantra pops into the back of a Toyota 4-Runner. At first I thought... whoops, someone wasn't watching the road. Suddenly the guy started speeding up and smacks the back of the Toyota again. Then he pulled around and started to accelerate and I am thinking now that I've just witnessed a hit and run. I pick up and the phone and dial 911. As I am getting connected with the operator this guy starts moving across the highway toward the shoulder, narrowly missing multiple cars along the way. I'm assuming at his point it's a drunk driver, but continue to follow while describing the events to the 911 operator. Just then he side swipes a GMC truck in the far right lane, not once, or twice... but three times. He then goes around the truck and slams the barrier as he continues down the shoulder. I have no idea what is going on with this guy now as he begins to slow. Then he speeds up again and hit the barrier a few more times as he is rapidly approaching an exit ramp. It's looks like he is either going to continue his rampage up the ramp or derail into the ditch off the exit... instead he goes right through the exit ramp, again narrowly missing another car. He decides to slow and comes to a stop just before the overpass. I thought about stopping to see what this was all about, but I had to get to a class and there were other witnesses in addition to the victims that were stopping with him, so I decided to just go. as I pulled even with the car, not sure what type of driver I would see, I was shocked when I looked over and the driver looked  like Edward Herrmann wearing glasses.
I don't know what I expected, but it wasn't that. It's a crazy world out there, you never know what you might see...