An Open Letter to the City Planners of Indianapolis
To Whom it May Concern:
While not a life long resident, our fair city of Indianapolis is where I have chosen to make my home--more specifically on the Westside. I love enjoying the amenities of a larger city (think Chicago without the pretentious assholes and you will get what I mean) while not feeling like I'm going to be knifed while walking downtown. Or having to pretend I don't see homeless people urinating on buildings--because they don't do that here. Well, not in the daylight, anyway. This, sir or madam, is a special combination indeed. We are lucky that we get to live here.
That said: WTF. No. Seriously. WTF. Do you want to drive people to madess? My once 40min commute can now take up to an hour and half. Why?
Because someone had their head up their ass in your office, that's why.
"Dur..I know--before the hightest grossing sporting event in the world, let tear out the whole west side of 465..and take 136 down to one lane, AND not have the 21st street bridge finished. Doesn't that sound like a good idea?"
And the ass monkeys that work for this idiot and jumped and down and clapped and said, "Yes, yes!!" And then were told to sit and were rewarded with cookies. (At least..this is how I imagine these types of meetings going. Probably way more entertaining than the truth, but whatever--it makes me feel better about the situation)
Here's an idea for you: Why don't you finish one project before you start another one? Especially within a five mile range of eatch other. Is that too much to ask? I mean I don't have a fancy degree in city planning or engineering--but even I, lowly sage of history and marketing stooge, can figure this one out.
Without having to be told.
So, please feel free to heed my advice and remove the head from your collective behinds and take a good long look at the mess you have made. And you better be figuring out a way to fix it. Like NOW.
Cheers Morons!
RDC
ps: Feel free to send me a letter of praise for leading you to the light. Also, gift cards are always appreciated--and actually preferred.
This one is also from April--and totally random.
Snack Time, Lemon Bars, and Full Frontal Male Nudity--does it get better??
Yumm...yes--snacks are a part of my day today. This makes me a happy girl.
Pineapple? Yes..and juicy fresh.
Strawberries? You betcha! And they are the size of large hail.
Various other healthy nibbles (apples, melon...etc) and then the good stuff: Lemon Bars!!
Okay. So I didn't go hog wild..and I only had one (Even though there were like 50 on the tray and someone would have thanked me. What do these haters have against delicious lemon bars? Hello! If we don't eat them..they just get thrown in the trash. I'm not even kidding. The amount of waste that goes on in foodservice turns my stomach sometimes. But not enough to say no to a lemon bar.) Needless to say..the spread for appreciation day is pretty nice this year.
So other than my delight over fruit..my day has been pretty hectic. Phone has been ringing off the hook...my e-mail boxes (yes. I have 3 I have to access just to do my job. geesh.) are chiming like every 30 seconds.
This all makes for a day that has been going pretty fast so far. Thank God. I stayed up a little late last night....but it was so worth it.
My new favorite movie: Forgetting Sarah Marshall. Now..you prudes out there will have to get over your outrage of full frontal male nudity (there's never any girly bits shown...and it's about time the man junk got equal airplay!) it's so damn hilarious...I couldn't stop laughing. Especially at the beginning...is it wrong that I laughed so hard I fell off my couch when Peter got his heart ripped out of his chest whilst standing all nekid and vulnerable in his living room? Probably. But whatever. Again..hilarious. I will have to own this one...Jason Segel--I adore you and give props to your fabulous movie (not just a pretty face this one!)
Ah...here comes 2:00.
Over half way there....hopefully the ride home will be nice and easy.
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