11:25 am
I’m sorry I haven’t written in a few days, but I am dealing with a crisis. I told you several days ago that the two things you definitely didn’t want to do was fuck with Simon or someone he cares about. Too late for one walking corpse who took something that didn’t belong to him. It really is unfortunate…for him, not you who get to read about it, that he didn’t realize who he was taking from. Not that he wasn’t already on the permanent blood donor list for abducting any innocent person, but to take from Simon is just plain dumb. Not only did he take from me, I have been informed that he has done bodily harm to someone I care about. The work the rage has been doing, I have come to realize, was only a dress rehearsal for what he will unleash on this particular ass nugget when he is unfortunate enough to have the rage over for tea. Stay tuned, as always, we will share blow by bloody blow with our fellow Ragers.
Before I sign off and get back on the interstate, I want to revisit rule number 1 again. I have spent the last couple of days driving more than I normally do and I noticed that rule number 1 is still being broken with relentless vigor and it is pervasive for all states I have driven through. Stay the fuck out of the left lane! That’s it. If you are passing a slower car, proceed and then get the fuck over. If the road in front of you is empty and your rear-view mirror is full, chances are someone is going to shove a red hot poker up your ass and it might as well be me. I buy pokers by the dozen for just this reason. You have no idea how hard it has been for the rage to keep all this bottled up but it will find a release soon enough, count on it!