Random Thoughts of the Midnight Cowboy
Continued from here
Saturday 16 June
Shit it’s cold out there.
Dashboard temp has to be wrong, gotta be colder than 2 degrees out there, too much ice on everything.
1am, I wonder what Jen’s doing?
Probably at home watching one of those American chat shows.
Half her bloody luck sitting there with the heater on and probably wrapped in a donna.
Geez I wish I was that doona.
Geez I wish I had a working heater.
Only another two hours till coffee at Mobil, wonder if my hands will fall off by then.
Gawd my feet feel like ice blocks.
Better step carefully when I get out they might be Fragile
Oh what’s that on the side of the road?
It’s a snowman
Oh well he wont cross the road cause he’s got snowballs.
Oh gawd I wish I was that doona…..bring on coffee!!
Wednesday 9 February
Who paints the white reflective posts on the side of the road?
Don’t be silly they come from the factory painted. Idiot!
You’re probably right. But it’s the guy who puts the reflectors on that I feel sorry for.
This road has to be 40ks long and that poor bugger has to carry a sack full of reflectors, then hammer two on each post every 100 metres.
I wish I wasn’t your brain, you are stupid.
Tired not stupid.
You’re right that was stupid. It wouldn’t just be one guy. They’d need two, one with white reflectors on one side and one with red on the other.
You really need some sleep.
Poor bugger with his sack full of white reflectors has to walk 40ks, then turn around and walk back on the other side to where he started.
Well he’d have to get back to his car somehow.
No stupid, they put them on in the factory.
Well how do they know which side to put the reflectors on if they are made in the factory.
You embarrass me!
Saturday 13 March
Is that something on the road up ahead?
Can’t see what it is in this half light. Damn rising sun!
These dirt roads are rough enough without speed humps, I wonder what it is.
Headlights are doing bugger all to light it up.
Oh it’s a wombat, damn mobile speed humps.
As long as it stays in the middle of the road he’ll be fine.
Oh it’s not a wombat it’s a koala.
Same rule applies Mr. Koala, stay down and stay in the middle.
Obviously my lights are doing more for him than me, he’s mesmerised by them.
At least that should stop him bolting.
Good koala, stay there.
Not long now and I’ll skate right over the top of you.
Ah shit don’t stand up now.