The New Mercedes-Benz S600L with PRE-SAFE

ah. coffee. felt much better today, and actually managed to crack up some. if this were a Monday, i'd be disgusted with myself. laughter is alright on a Wednesday, i guess.

Pat & Matt discovered the joys of my Palm Vx today. spent part of my free period sending a Porsche operator logo to Matt's 8210 [it went off, and i had no idea which profile was silent. Note To All Nokia Users: Stop Renaming Your Profile Names. at least the message alert wasn't the annoying beep-beep-beep-BEEP-BEEP-beep-beep-beep "SMS" tone], which he promptly wanted to change at recess. why can't Nokians make up their minds? first Xpress-On covers, now operator logos. strangely enough, though, i'm not annoyed.

took 105 with my sis home from tuition. single-decker, as usual, due the laws of physics dictating that a double-decker model cannot fit under the CTE's Braddell flyover. the bus was so fucking crowded. why can't they just demolish the fucking flyover so we can commute in comfort?

they played this Merc ad on TVmobile, depicting an S-Class being driven rather spiritedly, and how the PRE-SAFE features would be prepared to prevent the S-Class's occupants from injury.

Right.

99% of Merc drivers in singapore wouldn't know good steering if it bit them in the testicles. try something to prevent carpal tunnel syndrome, after long hours with one thumb on the wheel and four fingers on the dashboard. and let's not forget the other arm hanging out the window, possibly holding a cigarette. they need an ashtray near the wing-mirror. in fact, replace the wing mirror with an ashtray. who looks in it anyway?

also, the bus driver must have thought he was driving The New Mercedes-Benz S600L, because he treated the brake pedal as an on-off switch. everyone else was slipping and sliding about the place, with the seated elderly staring at us as if we were purposely sliding about.

saw yet another motorcycle accident on the road. motorcyclists are really the scourge of the universe, second to Merc drivers who think that their three-pointed-star gives them automatic right-of-way. you'd have to be pretty delusional to want to wrap yourself round a two-wheeled vehicle that requires speed for stability.

- "Breaking Up The Girl", Garbage