HUHUHUHU (Part II)

These are what happen when your car is struck from behind by another with full-force, at 6:21 in the morning, when your sleepy brain is trying hard to think about those unsolved problems you have to give in your 7 AM class:

- You pull up to the curb, thinking: “What did I do?” and “Oh, let’s give the class that serial-parallel Si-d configuration maybe? Will have to churn out some simple examples though.”

- [Brain slowly processing what really happened 2 seconds beforehand]: “My God!!!! That motorcycle stopped without the slightest hint! The driver didn’t even put on his blinker! And he stopped dead right in front of me!! And the passenger just stepped off the motorcycle without looking, OH MY GOD, somebody is standing IN FRONT OF MY GODDAMN MOVING CAR I have to brake, I have to brake—“

- CRASH BOOM BANG (didn’t sound as sweet in reality as the song by the very same title)

- And the rest is history.


To be politically correct, I guess I’ll have to say I prefer having my Cathy hit by a speeding City, rather than hit somebody to death.

To be honest I’ll say: some people deserve to be run over to death by my Cathy, and Cathy should never, ever, endure the pain of a vicious crash at the expense of saving the lives of some stupid people.