It All Started On My Way To Work

This will probably be the most bizaar post anyone will ever read. In fact i am not sure how to write it. It seems that the only time i blog any more is when i get annoyed. I am not sure that is a good thing but it is very therapeutic.
Also, and this may actually scare some people, i am not sure how to write this because i have voices in my head. They have a tendency to spout out lines from movies or mimic children's voices or people i have come across in my life. Now don't worry about me i know the voices aren't real. At least i hope not.
But laughter is great medicine and this morning i have been laughing for almost an hour straight.

It all started on my way to work.

Hummm that sounds like a good opening line for a book.
It all started on my way to work.

I think Jimmy Stewart would be good in this movie.

Oh yea my blog.
As most of you know, I drive from Idaho Falls to Rexburg everyday. Everyday for 10 years now. It is actually quite a nice drive, most days. It gives me time to ponder (or at least reacquaint myself with those voices in my head)
But lately, i have noticed a pattern in the the drivers around me.
There is about a 3 mile stretch of construction going on right now. They are building an overpass across the highway.
I have figured out in my own little thought process the conversations that must be going on in the cars around me.
Now I hope some of you have watched some of the movies and TV shows i have so that you will be about to put the voices with the comments and see why i have been laughing so much this morning.

As we enter (and i say we because Kristy and i carpool right now. And needless to say when she is in the car and i get started on the drivers around me it is kind of like putting gas on a fire)

Oh yea where was i

It all started on my way to work . . .
every morning we approach the construction zone. Within a 500 yard span we are instantly transported to the Indy 500 "I MUST GET IN FRONT OF THAT CAR SO I CAN BE 10/100 OF A SECOND AHEAD OF WHERE I MIGHT HAVE BEEN!"
Luckily we are quickly transported back to real time for about 1/2 a mile.
Then it happens.
Wait for it....
Wait for it....
bam
the orange barrels. The shinny orange barrels the glow in the reflection of headlights.
WE MUST SLOW DOWN!
"I CAN'T HELP IT. IT'S SO BEAUTIFUL"

Whew made it through that and can accelerate again BUT WAIT MONTY THERE'S MORE

On top of the construction signs are 2 little flags
BONUS we must slow down again
LOOK CAN YOU SEE THEM FLAGS! FLAGS! CAN YOU SEE THEM! LOOK LOOK MOMMY FLAGS MOOOOOOOOOOM FLAGS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

breath people breath push the long pedal

OH NO
time to slow down once again regardless that the speed limit is posted 55

"a flashing light on top of a truck. I have never seen such an amazing thing in my whole life! Let's stop and watch!"

and last but not least
"THE CRANE THE CRANE"

All i can say is i am so glad that construction only lasts 3 miles.