I'm so uninspired at work right now. I could probably leave in the next half hour if I could motivate myself to actually do what I'm supposed to be doing.
I saw the epitome of bad driving earlier. An elderly woman, stooped over her steering wheel, huge glasses and all, driving 20 miles under the speed limit (which was 45) while she talked on her cell phone. Times like that I wish I drove a james bondmobile, so I could launch rockets out of my headlights.
The pilot of an airliner bound for Newark from Brussels died in midair. They didn't tell anyone and apparently landed the plane safely. I guess that's why there's a co-pilot. (I guess if you have to choose between being in Newark and dying in midair...)
I hate when someone texts me and asks if I want to do something tonight and I don't have their number in my phone. Always feels awkward saying "That depends, who is this?"