Thankyou Anti-lock Breaks!

So mostly a slow blogging 4 day weekend due to some car problem, the Wang has returned from “low" blogging mode to the current level Beige Blogging status. Over the weekend one of the big news is that Hunter S. Thompson took his own life. As much as the Wang refuse to read any printed material, his work has always interested me after seeing Fear and Loathing. Specially after reading this discussion between wicked thought and his friend, I need to read Fear and Loathing…

But beyond that, this weekend has been filled with events, including a pseudo bachelor party for the Porn King, in which we geeked out and played Halo. I promised him a real party one day, as Mr.Starfizzy and I plan for the use of a “special" cake. Though Mr. Pirate (current nick name, still being experimented) have suggested a geek-up wedding in Vegas. I did offer a freak trip to Vegas on our Halo night, but the Porn King refused. So much for getting him wasted and hiring an old man and a guy in a donkey outfit to wake up next to him…

But the real fun stuff happened Tuesday night, when Mr. StarFizzy invited me to see Mission of Burma, an old school “post-punk" band, which, I admit, had me bopping like some sort of punk-zombie. Which was neat effect. I did for the first time finally went in the Troubadour, which was not what I imagined due to our use of the locale in many V:tm and Cyberpunk games. Still the wood décor and the second floor bleachers worked for me. Mission of Burma was fun, there was a level of energy, and u can really feel it from the crowd. Even the older, (late 30s) dudes were nostalgically head banging to some drugged induced college memories. Most noticeably were 30s ear old blonde girls doing the punk hop. And yes, modern day punk-trendy hoodies abundant which… is ironic. But active blonde girl moved away from us, and according to Mr. StarFizzy, her cohorts’ hands never left her ass. Which I agree, would have been my resting place of choice for hands.

Dinner was also great, we went to Cobras & Matadors which serves the currently food trend, “tapas." The whole “small plate" concept has taken Hollywood. And now the whole family/dim sum eating style I have been growing up with is the “thing." Though I did find my self in odd moments where I was searching for a chopstick, +5 vs. Small Plates. The thing about Hollywood area is parking, there’s never enough. So we parked a bit off for the restaurant, and had to walk through the rain to get back. Though I personally think a wet Wang is better than a dry Wang, so I like the rain.

That is until after dropping off Mr. Starfizzy. On my way home on the 210 East, right around Highway 2, did Wang mobile decided to go into a flat spin, and pulling a nice 180 counter clockwise, which brought me to about a few feet to the medium. Thank to my own driving in the rain advice, I was driving in the center lane, which lucky saved me from side ramming the medium. Then I pulled a clockwise 190 and ended up about +20 degress from where I started. I turned the engine off, since all the lights were flashing funny, I think the car detects these spins. And checked for incoming traffic, and turned on my emergency blinkers. Pulled off the road and checked out the car. All I can say is, thankyou modern day car safety features, cause the first thing I noticed is that the wheels were steaming. I assume that was from the anti-lock breaks going into full charge to give me some spin control. Obvs I was not pumping my breaks like Driver’s ed. Taught, but u shouldn’t do that anyways in Anti-lock breaks. Still I think I must of recall some turning technique, cause the Wang ended up with only +20 degree off and not hitting anything. I do think its mostly the Anti-Lock breaks that saved me from more body shop trips. Still all in all, the event has decreased my liking for the rain. The Irony was that I was promoting the I210 ability to vent water just an hour before the incident to Mr. Starizzy. Still, I recommend good brakes, and drive safetly in the Rain. Cause nature is a bitch that wont make u sammiches.