November 17th, 2005


Voice Post: I-75 North

188K 1:58
“So my phone and I have been having all kinds of disagreements recently. Basically I guess I think it should work, and it... seems to think otherwise. I'm not quite sure what it thinks. But I was wondering... it seems to actually be working today... so far. And I was wondering, you know, if it actually was making noise such that other people could hear me. And i was thinking about this, and I thought how can I tell if it's working other than just kinda asking somebody and then, well, what if it doesn't work? Then I thought... I could make a LiveJournal post! A phone post... obviously. And then when I get home I can listen to it, and I'll know if it works.

So that's what I'm doing here. I'm making a post and hopefully it doesn't suck. Hopefully people can hear it and I can hear it.

I am driving home from Cleveland. I am kinda near Toledo. With luck I will be kinda near Detroit in not too much longer.

Wow, there are all kinds of trucks on this road for some reason. It's really crowded.

And you know what's weird... I passed, what I sorted out, was like a giant turkey vulture dead on the side of the road! I mean, that seems unlikely, and, truth be told, I don't exactly even know what a turkey vulture looks like... except, it looks like I think it would look, and like what cartoons have always made me think it would look like. Well, I mean, what I saw of it which was dark and with headlights and... turkey vultures are black, at least in my... view of the world. So I don't really know, but that's kinda what I thought it looked like.

Um... so, yeah... here I am. I am on I-75. I am heading north. It is cold out but it is not snowing. And it's not icy or raining or any nasty thing like that. I am listening to Dar Williams. I am making a phone post which may or may not go through. So... all that said I think I will push pound and finish this off.


Transcribed by: mrdisco99

Voice Post: I-75 North (continued)

318K 3:20
“One of the problems with phone course... posts, of course, is that you can't edit them, like you can normal posts. And I tend to edit my posts a lot. My brain doesn't really work well just telling a story, you know, without a backspace button. This is why I like to write to people, not talk to people.

But, you know what, I'm kinda sleepy, and I'm still driving obviously. So I thought I'd call a LiveJournal again! Because what do you do when you're lonely... you call LiveJournal, or, you know, post... or write to your friends or something like that. Umm... eh, it's something to do at any rate.

So the thing about the turkey vulture that I didn't remember to mention is that it had a red neck. Which, I think, you know, in my imagination this is what turkey vultures look like... black with a red neck. So it's not like I just saw a black thing on the road and assumed it was a dead turkey vulture. No no, it had a red neck, or at least a red... protrusion... that could be... construed as a neck... if one were thinking of turkey vultures...

...or even if one were not thinking of turkey vultures but was reminded of one... driving along... at 10:02 near Toledo. Because I think there are a lot of turkey vultures that hang out in Toledo. So it kinda makes sense that one would be strolling along the road and get struck by a car.

It's possible. Just... work with me here.

Alright lessee, what else did I want to say. See here, like, again, here's the problem with the backspace... and this is exactly [why I prefer] emailing. If I were typing this, I could pause, and think it over, and no one would be the wiser. But talking on the phone like this, you know when I don't know what to say... 'cause I either pause, or I start babbling like this.

Oh yes... I was gonna tell you that when I used to talk to my friend Christine when we were kids, I would call her and I'd start the conversation with "So the other day..." or whatever like that, instead of saying "Hi! This is Rennie!" or anything like that, which is how most people start conversations. And it always made her laugh. And better yet, it always made me laugh. So I kept doing it. I dunno if it annoyed her, but... it made me happy.


Really, really, this post isn't very interesting to anybody but me. Honestly I'm probably not even interested in it. I'm just kind of... really I have nothing very interesting to say. I do apologize for that. And I guess I will try hanging up again. I'll probably call back if I'm still bored. I was...

Oh... when I was... when I was... when I was planning on making this call, you know, I imagined that I would cross the state border while talking on the phone, and it would be so cool! Because I would be talking and telling you about my dinner and telling you about my childhood... and then all of a sudden I'd get to say "Hey! I'm in Michigan now!" But... it hasn't happened yet, and truthfully, I don't have a lot more to share... or, you know, I don't... really... want to...

Well, I could... but, honestly, I don't that think anyone really wants to hear it, including me. So... oh well. Maybe I'll try again later.”

Transcribed by: mrdisco99

Turkey Vultures

hairNotes to LJ land: I made it home, safe and sound! Sorry for the profusion of babbling phone posts; I hope they provided the world with some amusement. They did me, and that's a good thing.

Here's a quick HNT post for y'all! I took it this morning in my hotel room, but couldn't convince my Treo to email it for some reason. Current Treo status: phone seems to work fine, but it decides to power down whenever I suggest that it email a HNT picture to LJ. Perhaps it's just become a prude, and feels I should be wearing more than a bra in my photos? I don't know. Either that or it's heard that I'm thinking of replacing it, so it's attempting to improve its behavior.

Incidentally, davehogg says that turkey vultures are indeed black with red necks. So I don't know if that's what I saw, but it might have been. Do a lot of turkey vultures get smooshed by cars in Ohio?

Speaking of accidents, I was talking to a coworker this evening about the size of his truck. I told him how much I dislike big trucks. He said, "Yeah but if I get in an accident, I want to be the one who wins."

"I just think it's best if there aren't any losers," I told him.

"Oh, yeah," he said, sounding a bit embarrassed. Good. What an awful attitude to have!