I will burn you like a cornfield in high wind.

Danny drives a 1985 Chevy Celebrity. It is so hardcore. Aside from the overall feel of the car, the backseat screams sex. I was sitting in the back right position, and looking left, I thought to myself, “Yes, this back seat definitely looks sex-worthy.” Granted, you could have sex in the front bench, too. Hell, there’s a couple spots in the Van to make love. But that back bench just .. looks perfect. But hey, that’s just me.

He just got the car Friday. His new guitar cost more than it. It is freedom to him, and he is breaking loose. *laughs* He’s a little aggressive on the road, but I always feel that he’s in control of the vehicle. Does tend to cut in front of people more than I would when making left turns, but eh. Maybe I’m just a wimp. I had to tell him how to turn on the defroster. *laughs* And how his internal light works.

I still say that if you can drive in New Jersey, you can drive anywhere. On a side note, one of the best things about New Jersey is the number of independent pizza places. The chains might as well not exist. I’m serious. In every town, it feels like there’s at least one independent pizza parlor. AND THEY’RE ALL GOOD! We don’t tolerate shitty pizza here.

So Danny was cranking up music. He got a CD-Radio adapter like I do. He also one-upped me by getting a power supply that plugs into the cigarette lighter. Damn him and his technology. He was commented on how good the speakers were. They are decent for an old car. So Danny said:

“Yeah, it has bass like them negros have.”

Read that again.

Cliff and I caught that, and for the rest of the night, we would say “negro” as much as possible. Because, come on, who says that anymore? Danny’s such a funny kid.

Cliff flirted with the waitress at the pizza place in Chester. My perception really is above average. Danny didn’t catch it. His voice and his mannerisms screamed to me. *laughs and shakes head*

We saw Secret Window. Johnny Depp as the sexiest man alive in another movie where he is the only reason you’re watching. There’s this southern character in the movie. Afterwards, Cliff was imitating that southern twang. He had me and Danny laughing for maybe three minutes straight. I can do a decent southern twang, but I don’t think I can do accents like Cliff can. He said that the Arnold accent is a cross between one of his teachers and BIGGAYAL. …You have to hear it to understand.

Oh yeah, I knew I had one more line to two. Well, two. No, three.

“Yeah, Dan, as you get more experience, you’ll gain more of a spatial sense of the cars around you.” – Me.

“Unless you’re female.” – Cliff

“Ouch.” – Me

*smirks* I really do feel like I’ve been driving for so long that I can just feel cars around me. Like a sixth sense. Danny needs to work on using his mirrors instead of whipping his head around so often. Yes, it’s good to check your blind spots manually, especially when merging into the interstate. But. *shrugs* I know I look at my mirrors a lot, but maybe I don’t notice how often I look around at my blind spots. Whatever, doesn’t matter.

Danny got off work at 11 AM this morning. I told them I’d be around. However, I have no means of transportation at the moment. Suits me, I should do some reading. If it gets past 3 or 4, and nobody’s back yet, I could just as easily call them up and you know, have them pick me up for once. DRIVE MY ASS AROUND. *giggles*