Last Monday I was sucking fumes on the way home so I pulled in to the local Shell station and for the first time in my life paid four dollars a gallon for gas. At first it pissed me off, but then I thought about it and decided that I’m a rich white guy, so it’s not a big deal to pay high prices at the pump. Hell I can afford it with all the money I make oppressing minorities and dumb Democrats.
But part of me has always been curious about how the common man lives, so I thought I’d give this mass transit thing a try. Guess what? It actually cost me more to take Metro to work for one day than it does to drive my car. Here’s the math.
Parking at the Centreville Park and Ride was free. The 12C bus to the Vienna Metro station was $1.00 and took 25 minutes. The Orange Line train from Vienna to Ballston was $3.10 and took 20 minutes. The bus from Ballston to the office was free since I had transfered from the train, but took another 10 minutes. That’s $4.10 to ride the system for 55 minutes. Round trip that comes to $8.20 and two hours each day.
Driving from my house (a mile or so west of the Centreville Park and Ride) to the office is about 23 miles. My non-hybrid compact 5-speed averages 30 mph, so at $4 per gallon it costs me $2.93 to drive to the office. The drive is about a half hour in the morning because I leave at the butt crack of dawn. Afternoons when I’m forced to share I-66 with mere mortals takes about an hour. Round trip is $5.96 and90 minutes per day.
By driving my own car to the office I save $2.24 in cash and 30 minutes in time. Plus I don’t have to be around people I don’ t care to know. I get to listen to my radio as loud as I want. Driving by myself gives me the chance to make phone calls to catch up with people from the American Heartland. If it’s hot and I want to strip down to my boxers for the commute home, I can do that too.
Don’t try to bring up the cost of owning a car because that’s a non-issue. Cost of ownership (car payment, insurance, etc.) are fixed costs that don’t change no matter how much or little I drive. Oil changes and other routine service calls are part of the service package that I bought with the car. Again, those won’t impact my caluclations.
So what’s the bottom line here? It’s that I can save both time and money by using my own car instead of riding with the dregs of society on mass transit. This I consider to be a good thing.
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June 12th, 2008
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That’s right kids. Follow the Pied Piper right up Pikachu’s pleasure tunnel and waste your money on shitty whiskey.
I’m talking about Eric Denman’s column in the DCist this afternoon. He’s extolling the virtues of Wasmund’s Single-Malt Whisky. Which is pure crap. Crap as in I wouldn’t let my dog drink it crap. I bought a bottle at the local ABC store two weeks ago and tossed the bottle in my recycle bin after a single glass. Yep, I tossed $40 worth of booze in the trash just to get it out of my house. So go ahead and drink Wasmund’s Single-Malt Whisky if you’re a lemming with no mind of your own.
As for me, I’ll stick with good whiskey - Talisker, Glenlivet, Glenmorangie, Glenrothes, and so on.
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June 2nd, 2008
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WOMAN’S POEM
Before I lay me down to sleep, I pray for a man, who’s not a creep, One who’s handsome, smart and strong. One who loves to listen long,
One who thinks before he speaks, One who’ll call, not wait for weeks. I pray he’s gainfully employed, When I spend his cash, won’t be annoyed. Pulls out my chair and opens my door, Massages my back and begs to do more.
Oh! Send me a man who’ll make love to my mind, Knows what to answer to “how big is my behind?” I pray that this man will love me to no end, And always be my very best friend.
MAN’S POEM
I pray for a deaf-mute nymphomaniac with huge boobs who owns a liquor store on a golf course. This doesn’t rhyme and I don’t give a shit. Classification: UNCLASSIFIED Caveats: NONE
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April 9th, 2008
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This is the best quote that I’ve seen in weeks:
What? You’re now accusing WalMart of being racist? AMAZING. If I eat a Twinkie in this city, I’m racist because I didn’t choose a Ho-Ho instead.
It’s from a message board on the Memphis newspaper website. The story was about Wal-Mart closing down a store that is in one of the several free-fire zones in Memphis. I hate Wal-Mart more than the average bear, but even I can support closing down this location. The number of people shot in that neighborhood is second only to the number of cars stolen. I wouldn’t work there without getting combat pay.
Back to the point of the comment. It’s dead on. Memphis is probably the last town in America to have blatant racism sitting on the surface of everyday life. Blacks are still mad at Whitey for shooting Martin. Whites are still mad at Blacks for taking over the city government and schools, making them even worse than they already were.
Point is, as much as I love pulling for the Tigers basketball team, I’m not going back. The city is either going to burn, or fall into complete chaos someday. I love the food and music too much to be there when it does.
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April 1st, 2008
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