vifferman
11th May 2007, 10:58
So.
Didn't get much sleep last night, due to the demons and the Vifferbabe Sawmills Ltd.
Soap.
I was running really late this morning (still haven't had my coffee!), and felt like shit. After I'd sorted out the insurance company's cock-up of our alarm being zapped by EMI due to one of those March storms sending a lightning bolt a little too close to our abode, I finally set out for work.
An hour late.
First thing I see as I'm heading out the gargre is a cop.
On our street (not unheard of - we've had 18 bad crashes in one year).
So, I take it easyish, coz I dunno which way he went (no donut shops in the area).
I take it easyish for a few km, then get a bit over-exuberant.
Where the hell did that sireeeny sound, and them flashy lights come from?!?:shit: There were no cops behind me.
I think.
Blah blah blah, 73 in a 50, $170, 35 points.
Fair cop (the ticket, and the guy.) He was going the other way (didn't see his black stealthmobile). He sounded like he would've left it alone, if I hadn't been so far over the limit.
I've been MUCH further over the limit, so I have no complaints.
I'm just stupid, and semi-nonfunctional, and very tired.
He didn't even check the bike, with it's illegal front confirminators and illegal zorst. If he had, he would've seen the brand-new rego, which expired on Tuesday, and got put on last night.
He was only interested in the fact that I was going so fast he couldn't ignore it.
Actually - there were a lot more cops this morning (6? 8?) than I usually see (0). I should go to sleep at night, then I'll be on my way to work while they're still doing the donuts'n'coffee thing.
Didn't get much sleep last night, due to the demons and the Vifferbabe Sawmills Ltd.
Soap.
I was running really late this morning (still haven't had my coffee!), and felt like shit. After I'd sorted out the insurance company's cock-up of our alarm being zapped by EMI due to one of those March storms sending a lightning bolt a little too close to our abode, I finally set out for work.
An hour late.
First thing I see as I'm heading out the gargre is a cop.
On our street (not unheard of - we've had 18 bad crashes in one year).
So, I take it easyish, coz I dunno which way he went (no donut shops in the area).
I take it easyish for a few km, then get a bit over-exuberant.
Where the hell did that sireeeny sound, and them flashy lights come from?!?:shit: There were no cops behind me.
I think.
Blah blah blah, 73 in a 50, $170, 35 points.
Fair cop (the ticket, and the guy.) He was going the other way (didn't see his black stealthmobile). He sounded like he would've left it alone, if I hadn't been so far over the limit.
I've been MUCH further over the limit, so I have no complaints.
I'm just stupid, and semi-nonfunctional, and very tired.
He didn't even check the bike, with it's illegal front confirminators and illegal zorst. If he had, he would've seen the brand-new rego, which expired on Tuesday, and got put on last night.
He was only interested in the fact that I was going so fast he couldn't ignore it.
Actually - there were a lot more cops this morning (6? 8?) than I usually see (0). I should go to sleep at night, then I'll be on my way to work while they're still doing the donuts'n'coffee thing.