Designated Doodler

Metal hills Gold valleys A ragged row Of cut teeth mountains That catch on the ridges of my fingertip And bump along the grooves of skin That make up my finger print I look without seeing To make sure it's the right one Holding it up to the light coming from The neighbor's red hot tail lights Exposing the curve The glimmering shine That reflects in the dark black morning like blood red wine Metal on metal It stumbles through the tumblers And a snap of the wrist Clacks the lock shut Putting aside my desire to stay It's not really a choice, I have to walk away When I actually want to walk back in Down the slippery sprinkler-wet sidewalk Wishing it was the hour That I could walk back up it again

I was really surprised to learn today that one of my coworkers things that "people are making too big a deal out of texting and driving." Everyday I'm out there on Houston roads, and let me tell you, they suck at driving! Throw a phone into the mix and FORGET ABOUT IT. I am constantly hearing about accidents and vehicle deaths. And texting while driving is not something I take lightly. My coworker was like..."well some people are better at it." To which I responded..."yeah, you think you're good at it, until you're not, and you find yourself on the side of the road with a totaled car." It really scares me to think that there are naive people out there that think this isn't a big deal. It's not just a big deal, it's an epidemic! Believe it or not, humans are not good multitaskers...go Google it! And when you're driving a 4,000 lb. weapon, you sure as hell better not try to be multitasking. Taking your eyes off