A tunnel is just a really crappy hole.
note: well diggers don’t screw up and make tunnels … that’s why they are called well diggers … because they are that good.
double note: I’m sure a tunnel digger digs well … metaphorically speaking.
if you dig a deep enough hole, eventually it will turn into a tunnel … and there will be light at the end of it.
… but only if you go straight*.
*triple note note: … and it’s daytime.
quadruple note: to be fair … a hole is just a really crappy tunnel too.
what I’m listening to now #56: Tom Waits “Way Down In The Hole“
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Having tunnel vision in a tunnel is probably a good thing.
note: having cave vision would be batty.
double note: a cave is just a lazy tunnel.
triple note: I have cavemannerisms.
notes to myself #186
We never get tired of watching The Great Escape.
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I’m glad I don’t have taste buds all through my digestive system:
eventually everything would start tasting crappy.
note: my taste buds never bloom.
double note: someone who cuts in front of me at the buffet table is a taste budinski!
triple note: I don’t have any good photos of my digestive system, so here is a tunnel instead. If this tunnel was my digestive system, I think my van would be corn … because it’s really moving.
quadruple note: I debated over using “shitty” or “poopie” instead of “crappy“, but the best I felt was crappy at the time: “poopie” was my number two choice.
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There is an 11 km long tunnel near my place.
I usually only drive through it in the summer when I make the 2 hour trip to the nearest beach.
Tunnels affect drivers in different ways: some people keep a constant speed, some slow down, and some speed up.
I’m a speeder!
One way traffic, no cops, and the slight claustrophobic effect makes me press that pedal down.
What do you do in tunnels?
note: I must have tunnel vision.
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