I was driving around in the city last night with a friend, whose car is an absolute heap. A real heap. Anyway, I’m no expert on cars, but something like the exhaust pipe was blowing somewhere it shouldn’t have been, and it was causing the horn to softly toot now and then - even though my mate wasn’t pressing the horn.

This caused a few undesirable situations. Namely, when this girl was crossing the road, and the horn started wildly tooting on it’s own. She gave us the filthiest look - but we weren’t even tooting at her! Eep…

Even worse was when we went to a service station, and my mate got out of the car to get some cigarettes and left the engine running, the horn would toot every now and then softly, but softly enough to get the attention of a guy who wouldn’t have looked out of place in the WWF. He sure didn’t look too happy about being tooted at, and I’m quite sure he would’ve done something about it had he been provoked a little more…

My latest musical purchase: Alchemist’s album “Spiritech” - they’re an industrial band from Canberra, who incidentally, seem to produce a number of fine metal/industrial bands.

I really scared myself last night. I found that the Harvey Norman jingle (you know, “Go Harvey, Go Harvey, GO Harvey Norman”) had subliminally worked its way into my subconscious, and I’d been singing it for the past 5 minutes. That is scary.

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