HONK!

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Ahh, there's nothing so relaxing and enjoyable as lying in bed on a chilly, overcast Saturday morning, the covers pulled tight, the bed nice and warm, the dogs sleeping soundly - their noses tucked in tight against their bodies, cats purring while snoozing, and knowing that there's no alarm to answer to.

And then, HOOOOOONNNNNNK!

Dogs jump up, barking; cats scatter. A few more barks, then quiet.

HOOOOOOOOOONNNNNNNNNK!

HOOOOOOOOOONNNNNNNNNK!

More barking, followed by a dead sprint to the front door to see what the commotion is all about. "SHUT UP!" I yell at the dogs. They stop barking. I pull the covers up a little closer to my neck, roll over, and close my eyes again.

HOOOOOOOOOOONNNNNNNNK!

"G&@^#!!! DA*@&@#&#$^!!!, What the h*@#(*#$!_ is going on out there?" I throw the covers off, and as I'm getting out of bed, "HOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOONNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNK!" - a 10 second long honk. I stomp over to the office window, peer out the shades into the driveway - nothing. No car. The dogs are still barking.

I look over at the neighbors - oh, there it is... a newer, red Cadillac is in the driveway, and the lady behind the wheel is honking the horn, apparently to "alert" her daughter to her arrival.

As I'm glaring at the Cadillac, it honks again. And then the daughter appears from the house, 3 kids in tow, and they proceed to load in to the car.

What's so difficult about getting out of your car, walking to the front door, and ringing the doorbell? Or, better yet, stay in your car, reach for your cellphone, dial 7 numbers and let them know you've arrived. Keeeeeeeeeeeeerist!

Bear in mind that this is the same house that hosts a 1960's Ford Falcon that used to receive tune-ups (aka, lift hood, start car, rev motor to 7000 rpm, hold, and then goose a few times; rinse,lather,repeat) and has an ancient Suburban that has to "warm up" for about 30 minutes each morning, sans muffler, before being backed out of the driveway where it promptly stalls, is restarted (with a loud flywheel screeching noise), and then chugs up the hill to the exit of our street.

So, now I'm awake, and mad. Guess I'll go clean the house.

Oh, and there's nothing wrong with the blog - I just haven't had a new entry in so long that when I went to refresh the blog last week (a backend process), it made the home page "current" - i.e., no content. :-)

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