Tuesday, August 2, 2011

I Can Do Without the Monthly Tornado Siren Check

My 4 month old baby is sleeping, please fuck off.  Who cares anyway?  You think that siren is going to have any effect whatever on the metric tonnage of brick and concrete cascading down upon your hunkering, about to be crushed into oblivion body in the parking garage?  No.  The anticipation of death is worse than death itself (though slightly altered, credit to Publilius Syrus, 1st century BC).  So spare me and my previously sleeping daughter the useless siren.  I like my death one way and one way only....completely shocking.  Just turn my head at the last second to see a tornado reach through my window and terminate my command, with prejudice.

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