N7Crazy

playing mandolin

As a musician, this is an almost obligatory question: What do you play on the mandolin? And why is it R.E.M?

"your busy day is at an end"

I recognize half of your description, but I had a different experience of the other - I was once run down by a car that was going over the speedlimit - I didn't see it because there were a couple containers standing on the side off the road blocking the view of what was incoming, and being in a hurry and mentally distracted passed them without checking for oncoming traffic. Being on a bicycle, I was flung into the windshield, and bounced off into the air before dropping from about 3 to 4 meters hight and god-knows how far away from the impact zone, temporarily knocked unconsciouss by the hit to the windshield. I remember not being frightened the slightest, but neither peticularly shocked. The only thing I remember was turning my head and realising the car was heading right towards me relatively close, and calmly thinking "I'm not going to make it" - Not meant in the sense of "I'm going to die" but more like "I'm not going to get across the road". It always struck me as an incredibly banal thought, at least for such an encounter that could easily have gone very wrong. I was ridiculously lucky and got away with a broken leg, some glassshards in both legs (one of which has never healed properly), and a heavily bruised pelvis. I didn't even suffer a concussion, I was just knocked out. It wasn't a very severe crash, but I of course had no way of knowing when it was heading for me, it might have just as well gone at anything from 60 mph to 20, and I wouldn't have a clue. Kinda strange, thinking that you could possibly end your entire life with your last thoughts being the equivalent of "damn, I forgot to turn of the stove".

The Marlboro masterrace, obviously.