pimps up gas down. gas has now gone under the $1.80 mark. this is huge. i am jon's perpetually near empty gas tank screaming in joy. i am jon's perpetually empty wallet screaming in joy. this is how we know the war was an overwhelming success, cheaper gas. i wonder if we'll ever get to $1.20 gas again or if gas proprietors will use the temporarily inflated gas prices to just keep things artificially inflated. bitches. it's like how banana ropes you in with a sale for twenty percent and then you end up buying a t-shirt for thirty bucks. and then you brag about it to all of your friends.



additional random but useless gas information: in england the gas (or petrol) is paid for by the liter and each liter costs as much as a gallon stateside. for those of us mathematically conversionally challenged people, it means the english pay about four times more for their gas than we do. that's why they drive such little cars. and why they have such weird food.



and you know when gas is like five cents cheaper somewhere and people are rushing to go get it? never understood that. five cent cheaper gas is like saving fifty cents per fill up. say you get two tanks of gas a week. that's fifty two dollars saved per year. is that really worth the trouble? maybe i don't get this saving fifty cents thing because i'm a privileged punk with a silver spoon up my ass but c'mon now. five cents. i do however, conform to societal conventions and get all geeked for cheaper gas like the rest of my peerlings. so when people say "let's drive ten miles out of our way to get five cent cheaper gas," i smile and beam, "wow, sounds fantastic, let's do it!" it's hard to be a sheep sometimes, but if not me then who?



another gas related thing. i, being adamantly opposed to public displays of flatulence, do have to let go once in awhile, so when gas topics come to mind i just have to let it flow you know? bear with me. aniwaise. the other day, i'm at a gas station. getting gas. and an employee of the gas station is standing around smoking. hello. is the world not a dangerous enough place without you standing here smoking in this highly explosive situation? that's like the worst party foul you could possibly do at a gas station. trust me, i've done it before. i was distracted and stupid at the time, but i lit up on accident and got yelled at by a responsible gas attendent (oxymoron?). and i deserved it. there are no fires allowed near gas! it's the cardinal sin in all bad b-movies. no fires allowed near gas or gunpowder. wash your hands after you use the bathroom. open doors for ladies. don't talk to me on the phone while you're peeing. this is pretty basic stuff here. and not only was a person smoking at a gas station, it was the freaking employee of the gas station! he, of all people, should know better. that's like a stewardess asking to borrow your cd player/laptop/cellphone at takeoff. to use all at the same time. i've said enough about this. however, smokey says, only you can prevent massive insane gas station explosions.