easy, rider!

if you happen to be a sadist, or otherwise enjoy getting the hell scared out of you, i highly recommend being a passenger in a moving vehicle with a driver [one of the vice-presidents of your place of employ!] that suffers from tourette's syndrome. and i'm not talking about the kind of tourette's when they yell obscenities at you, i mean the kind of tourette's where their extremeties twitch and spasm this way and that. the sudden stopping and lunging and braking and accelerating.

next time, i'll insist that i drive.

in the background::alive and kicking:simple minds