A Lesson in Amateur Street Racing (Take 2)

OK. To continue with what appears to be a "driving blog":

You cannot challenge a driver in the next lane if you are not both at the front of the line at a stoplight. I witnessed a car full of hooligans challenge the car next to them. Neither of these cars were at the front of the line. The light turns green, and this drag race became reliant on the speed of the two cars in front, which I can only assume were driven by escapees of the geriatric wing of the nearest hospital. Humor has no bounds. To see a drag race last a grand total of 0.5 seconds before slamming on the brakes, well, is a beautiful thing. God Bless America.

I Rock! (Again)

I am happy to say that Guitar Hero back up and running. I am both sad and ashamed at how the problem came about in the first place. Apparently, I rocked so hard last weekend that knocked over the PlayStation mid-guitar solo. One cheap and one expensive scratch remover later, and all systems are go. The lengths I go to in order to propel my rock stardom is frightening.