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‘Trading Spaces’ Searching For Los Angeles Homeowners
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POSTED: 2:52 PM PST December 29, 2003
UPDATED: 5:19 PM PST December 30, 2003
LOS ANGELES — The popular home-remodeling show “Trading Spaces” is coming to Los Angeles and is looking for locals to participate.
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(or, what really happened on the drive home)
i drove for an hour over pacheco pass, we stopped at the designated pit stop so that jozjozjoz could empty her bladder (just a precaution, she didn’t really have to go) and then continued on down I-5 towards home.
once on the freeway:
joz: jeez, i didn’t realize i was going so fast (takes foot off accelerator to slow down to a reasonable 80 mph).
me: um, yeah, it’s hard to gauge in this car (but only if you’re not paying attention to the little thing called the speedometer).
joz: ok, i know where i’m going, you can take a nap if you want…
jozjozjoz proceeds to keep talking to me while i’m reclined in the passenger seat with my eyes closed. half an hour later, it’s:
joz: oh, i guess you can’t sleep much if i’m talking to you.
me: well, no, not really.
joz: i’ll stop talking to you. go to sleep.
half an hour later and she’s on the phone with a friend, relaying our weekend and catching up on old times. every once in a while, i feel the car slow down or speed up, but nothing too extreme so i go to sleep. i wake up when we’re about to start over the grapevine.
me: you know i love you very much…
joz: but i’m driving too fast?
me: um, yeah, try to go a little slower.
joz: ok, sorry.
i take this opportunity to sit up and put on my glasses so i can look around.
me: is that snow on the side of the road?
joz: i dunno, i’m only looking at the road.
me: that’s snow. maybe you should slow down. 90 is probably too fast when there might be ice on the road.
joz: ice? what are you talking about? the road isn’t even wet.
me: regardless, you should still slow the fuck down.
joz: oh, ok.
did i mention that the only way she can slow down and not be a leadfoot is if she’s behind someone going the speed she needs to maintain? we got behind a semi (it was too slow), then a small car (it was too slow) and finally we got over the grapevine.
joz: do you think maybe i could speed up now?
me: um, yeah, i guess so.
we get to our exit and are about a 1/2 mile from our house:
joz: you know? i wanted to get home before 1 am, but you made me slow down.
i had to sit on my hands to keep from punching her.
300+ miles and only one bathroom break since we left San Jose, and we’re home again.
Home… as in our cold little house in Los Angeles.
We walked through the door here at about 1:15am. Yoshi drove the first hour (until we got through the Pacheco Pass) and then I drove the rest of the way so that Yosh could get some sleep. Too bad Yoshi couldn’t actually sleep with me at the wheel and all. I was driving approx 80-90 mph the whole way down and didn’t really slow down while on the Grapevine, either. Every time Yosh was just about to fall asleep, some dumbass would cut me off, slow down, or just plain drive stupidly around me… forcing me to drive equally dumbassedly. By the time we got to the Grapevine, Yoshi was wide-awake, making observations about our surroundings, subtly trying to get me to slow down.
Yoshi: You know there is snow on the mountains on both sides of us.
Me: Uh huh. I’m not looking at the mountains. I’m looking at the road.
Yoshi: That must mean it’s really cold outside. You might want to be careful of ice.
Me: Ice? I don’t see any ice.
Yoshi: There’s such a thing called black ice. You can’t see it and it’s very dangerous.
Me: Black ice? That’s real? I’ve only heard of it, but I always thought it was kind of a myth… like the Loch Ness Monster.
*silence, except for the sound of Yoshi’s eyes rolling at my dumbass statement*
Yoshi: You really don’t want to be driving 95 mph when you could be driving in ice.
Me: I’m really not driving that fast. It only seems faster because we’re going downhill.
*Yoshi tries not to reach over and strangle me while pointing at the speedometer*
We managed to make it home before Yoshi maimed me for being a speed demon in the HunnyMobile. When I get up in the morning, I’ll give a run-down of our day in SF. Yes, we did make it there.
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