As the Western terminus of the Erie Canal and an important part of Western New York's industrial heritage, North Tonawanda has a rich and interesting history. The North Tonawanda History Museum boggles my mind:
A couple of days ago,
(e:dragonlady7) made me go with her to Big Lots. I told her it was a bad idea, since it was almost my naptime and when I get tired I cause trouble. She said it would be a short trip [it wasn't] and that they had good prices on patio furniture [they do, but they left me with no opinion whatsoever - either positive or negative - and it's tough to drop a couple hundred bucks on stuff like that].
(e:fi) said it would be a cultural experience. So I went but all I wanted to do was sleep on The Biggest Recliner

They had a pretty decent selection of all kinds of things, but their discount aisle [Big Lots has a discount aisle] was definitely weird.
So when we finally made it to the checkout counter, I was feeling a bit punchy. The guy behind us in line was buying a pretty big bottle of ketchup and I thought this was hilarious. In my mind, he was very self-conscious about the ketchup he was buying, like a man buying tampons for his wife. I really wanted to fuck with him. 'Hey man, that's a lot of ketchup.' 'What's with all the ketchup?' 'You are one ketchup-loving sumbuck.' But my instinct for self-preservation kicked in and I didn't want to have to explain to the emergency room why I picked a fight about ketchup.
- Z
Niiice - I don't think I'd ever actually risk damage or the fickle fortunes of the insurance company like that. You know that fender alone probably cost more than your van. [I know a guy who ran over a nail with a Porsche, and no dealership or mechanic would sell him fewer than four electronically-balanced low-profile performance tires at like $300 each].
(e:james): This was a parking job, not a mass suicide.
- Z
Add in some Pictures For Sad Children and The Parking Lot is Full and you will have the ultimate web comic.
I feel the same way. I've had the same urge but I've not had the guts to actually do it.
On the other hand, when I lived in NYC, I was once stuck in traffic jam on Delancey just before the Williamsburg Bridge and some guy driving some sort of Italian sport car dared me to hit his car as he was trying to illegally merge into my lane. Normally, if people signal and play nice, I let people in front of me. But this time I wasn't. He didn't play nice or signal. I left about 6 feet between me and the car in front of me. The guy inched in front of me and his driver side front fender was on an angle about 6 inches from my bumper. When traffic started moving, I proceeded to go forward and so did he. CRASH!!! No damage to the van's bumper at 1 or 2 miles an hour but the guy's fender was not so lucky. I reckon he figured a working class stiff like me owed him the right of way. Ireckon he assumed facts not in evidence.
I get out of the van and he gets of his Ferrari or Masserati (I can't remember what it was over 20 years later) and starts cursing me in English and Italian. There was a cop directing traffic about 100 feet in front of us. I told the guy that I had the right of way and that he performed an illegal lane change. I told the guy that the van is insured and that we should get the cop to investigate the accident. That's when the guy said something in Italian that was probably really vulgar and got back in his car. I let him merge in front of me. For some reason, he didn't want to get the police involved.
Only the violent car-sawing strips are in colour. Hmmmm...