http://ap.google.com/article/ALeqM5iE4oAMD9EOOzOciNMOuziif6lKuQD8UFA7000.
Cops: Drunk Took Mower to Store in Snow
ADRIAN, Mich. (AP) — A man was charged with drunken driving after going through two bottles of wine, cutting through a snowstorm on his lawn mower and riding down the center of the street to reach a liquor store, authorities said.
Police found Frank Kozumplik, 49, homeward bound on a John Deere tractor Saturday night, toting four bottles of wine in a paper bag, officials said.
He told officers that his wife had taken their car to work, and that the mower was the only way he could reach the store, two miles from home.
His blood alcohol level was 2 1/2 times Michigan's legal driving limit of 0.08 percent, police told WLEN-FM. They arrested him and confiscated the mower.
Kozumplik declined to comment Monday night.
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damn! i think that guy has a problem.
but weirdos make the world interesting. like that dude who ran past me last saturday when it was ~20 degrees F out and he was only wearing a speedo and a denim vest. yes! we need more people like him and mr. drunken lawn mower.
one thing i regret about living in the city is the dearth of ride-on lawn mowers. those things look awesome. but you know no one riding around on one is sober and it's ridiculous b/c they're essentially driving a giant salad shooter. remember all those "rescue 911" episodes about kids slipping under ride-on lawn mowers? do parents learn? no. they did it for the lolz.
http://www.foxnews.com/story/0,2933,325816,00.html
and related story:
http://www.edmunds.com/insideline/do/Columns/articleId=124526.
went to the met and saw the current contemporary photo exhibition which was noted as having the most laughably pretentious captions ever. then saw the "SUV of sarcophagi" and a necklace decorated with male bodily fluid in a fashion exhibit. this necklace by the same guy, simon costin, is pretty badass:
i also managed to catch both superbad and the simpsons movie. superbad was pretty good, accurately captured high school yearnings, good acting. the simpsons movie was boring and took forever to end. and i like the simpsons.
my profs took this weekend to kindly dump a ton of homework on me. i had like 150 pages of criminal procedure to read and outline and 100 pages of estate planning, but i didn't get around to outlining either.
instead, when i finally got a moment that didn't involve reading about search warrants, i sneaked in some chapters of bill bryson's "a short history of nearly everything," which is an engaging science for idiots. he spends as much time talking about the personalities of scientists as their work, which is why it probably appeals to the layman to the extent it does (it's a popular book). apparently newton was a total scatterbrained nut who, at times upon waking, would sit on his bed for hours because he had so many thoughts rushing through his mind that he couldn't stand. and henry cavendish couldn't look anyone in the eye and when approached by a fan one day, he ran away screaming. and some of these scientists were such vengeful little freaks that this book reads at times like "dynasty." according to the book, the guy who invented the term "dinosaur," richard owen, was a horrible, spiteful person who took credit for other people's discoveries. among his many amusingly vicious personal attacks, when a poor doctor, gideon mantell, who had discovered an early dinosaur was crippled by a carriage, owen took this opportunity, now that the doctor was nearly permanently bedridden, to claim that he himself had made that discovery. owen then completely slandered and discredited the doctor, and when the doctor took his own life due to his pain and emotional trauma, owen got a hold of the doctor's twisted broken spine and kept it on his desk. meeow!
and the doctor who studied "shaking palsy" (now "Parkinson's disease"), james parkinson, originally was a deranged socialist who skirted a death sentence due to an assassination conspiracy involving king george III, and has the odd distinction as being perhaps the only person in the history of the world to win a natural history museum in a raffle.
some people have all the luck.
week was strangely long but decent. @ work i had a lot of preparing to do for this coming week, which will be stressful but if i can pull it off, very beneficial. and at school, i had my estate planning class which seemed interesting. i felt about $100k richer w/in 2 feet of my prof, he exuded that much wealth with his perfect tan and tailored suit and glittery cufflinks above manicured hands. he actually is a practicing lawyer and one of the best in the US in estate planning and managing partner of one of the largest white shoe firms in the world. but what impressed me the most was that he said he wouldn't call on anyone. i'm easy to please. :P
somehow the "best of anjunabeats" series is not quite as good as the regular anjunabeats. i got a bunch of their deep trance and melodic trance "best ofs" but they haven't grown on me. "anjunabeats 5" is really good. my favorite track is joonas hahmo's "together," but pretty much any song on that album is terrific.
been listening to 16 bit lolitas' "passing lights" lately, as mixed in "yoshitoshi montreal" by sultan, and "dubai" by sharam (awesome album!!!!). having heard some of their other stuff, i'm not crazy about 16 bit lolitas, a dutch group i think, but really like "passing lights." not much in the way of vocals, good evolving bass and melody. also, the felix da housecat remix of "bliss" by syntax is phenomenal. i picked it up from the "dubai" album.
also been listening to a lot of old white zombie. can't go wrong there. i've been trying to write my story in the meantime, but the creativity is running dry. i need to run around in a desert or dive out of an airplane. skiing is a good clean way to empty the brain cache and think anew, which is what i may be doing soon if i can only find the time...
this week i will start my last semester of school! altho i would do anything not to return to classes, i just need to get this over with. it's been like a million years and no matter how many times i go to class and take exams, i never get used to it. i really can't picture myself as a career scholar. i applaud these insane individuals' interest in learning but i am of another ilk. but to be fair to me, law school isn't fun - anyone who says they liked it is either lying or should be avoided &/or dispatched quickly - and i imagine that if i had pursued another field, then maybe i could foresee spending decades in academia.
professors in law school aren't academics - they're retired practitioners - but the few who've never worked a day and instead built a career jumping from one masters and phd program to another all over the world are regarded with some suspicion. and rightly so b/c law school is closer in nature to trade school than any real field of academics. however, these schools insist on having you study policy issues to no end instead of the black letter law that you need to know in practice, culminating in a confused hybrid of trade school and aspiring academia, resulting in students having to take classes completely unrelated to what they're looking to do and graduating with hardly an idea of what real world legal practice is. i think luckily for me, i've worked in a legal field for a little while so i know what to expect. but talking to other students, very intelligent people no less, i just feel as if what they're expecting just ain't reality.
why am i ranting? i am actually in a terrific mood. it's cold and raining out but i'm inside, sipping tea that julia had brought me from china, and briefly taking a break from reading "generation of swine: tales of shame and degradation from the '80s" by hunter s. thompson. he goes from talking of rubbing shoulders with gary hart in DC, to running from chaos in haiti after the fall of baby doc, to robbing newly sunken ships off the coast of key west as a marine salvager. what a character.
last night i had dinner at match 65 (formerly paris match) on the UES and drinks at the campbell apt, the florentine-styled office of a 1920s railroad exec within the grand central terminal. it had been walled over but rediscovered and turned into a pretty swank bar. it's a beautiful place, i recommend it. can be a little hard to find - you have to walk through cipriani's to get to it. it was a decent evening.
blitz is snoring. what a lazy mutt. i got a bunch of errands done in the morning and for whatever reason passed out for 3 hours in the afternoon. i already feel like i could use a snooze.
this is what my dog needs:
http://www.geekologie.com/2008/01/got_a_mississippi_leghound_get.php
so this guy at work who i knew vaguely died two nights ago. he took a nap after dinner and never woke up. i never really got to know him, other than occasional work-related conversations, but he seemed like a congenial fellow. he had been employed there for 40 years and was in his late 50s when he passed away. he was essentially my rank but had foregone various attempts to promote him b/c he was happy with the type of work he was doing. life has become more stressful lately but whether that had anything to do with it is my own conjecture. the thing that got me was - he could have retired earlier but chose not to - so when he died, it just struck me as odd that he had literally spent his entire life doing this and there was no happy end to the story - no winter home in aruba with umbrella-tipped cocktails on the beach, no hopscotching across the globe to do what one has always wanted to do but never found the time for it. maybe i am naive, and maybe he lived a great life while working and did everything he wanted to do, but to die and not enjoy one's retirement, it's a foreign concept. it's not like he needed the cash, he was just one of those types, apparently, who insist on working beyond retirement age to just "keep busy." i had read that doctors recommend that sort of thing to prolong one's life, but to die so young and not even enjoy a month of retirement leaves me feeling just a little bitter. but maybe i'll get hit by a bus tomorrow and become a human pancake. at least i'm sure he did more in life while working than i have thus far. for me, retirement is like the light at the end of the tunnel. perhaps the older you get, the less welcoming freedom appears. and that is a TERRIFYING IDEA.