I think so. I was in the middle of giving a friend shit for thinking about driving after 2 beers. He said he was fine and I argued that I wouldn't be able to drive after 2 beers when it dawned on me...I couldn't drive after a glass of milk. You see, I don't have my license. I'm 24. People have no problem admitting that they're bad at math or can't spell, but there's 3 things most people won't admit to:
1. Being bad in bed.
2. Having no sense of humor.
3. Being a bad driver.
I can't pass that test. I do dumb shit and fail instantly. I sometimes press the gas instead of the brake. I never know what day of the week it is (DJ'ing has done that to me) so I don't know what the fuck to do in school zones. I hit the curb sometimes by accident. On the highway. I'm a bad driver. I turn 25 in 2 months. I'm getting license, hook or crook, I'm getting that shit before my bday. Wish me luck. Wish everyone luck.
Gotta mention a pal up in Edmonton, Gordon Thomas's blog, Stereobait . Good DJ, makes more mixtapes than anyone I know, and all around nice dude. Scope his blog, not just because he posted an older
mix I did. Kinda 80's disco-y. Or whatever.
Here's a nice track I almost put on there:
Gwen McCrae - Keep The Fire Burning
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When I first learned how to drive I hit a pig head on because I couldn't figure out the gas/brake/clutch
thank for the shout out...see u @ diplo homeslice
an essential part of any road trip is sketched out disco fishing!!!
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