CIABATTA!

this blogpost is being written by a human being who has the legal ability, perhaps not permission but thats a tale for a different day, to drive themself anywhere they please. score.

behind the wheel yesterday was the most fun of all because at this point i had already passed the exam and pretty much had to do something insanely terrible like hit a pedestrian to get that revoked. so i considered it free reign.

amanda drove first and she passed with flying colors of course so then it was my turn to take a spin. i was driving along when i came to the conclusion that we were remarkably near my house. what a crazy coincidence that was, too crazy a happening to pass up thats for sure.

im pretty sure mr. hudak wanted me to get on an interstate for some fast mileage, but that was not in MY plan, and seeing how ALLISON was the one with the steering wheel and not mr. hudak, i was in charge. and i took advantage of this.

we took a "detour". mr. hudak didn't have a clue where we were which put me in total control. he was a tad freaked. i believe he muttered something about being kidnapped by teenagers or something like that but i just disregarded everything he said from there on out.

amanda and i established that we lived really close to each other, which was a perfect oppurtunity to drive by each others houses, check em out. lucky mr. hudak also came along for the ride. certainly not by choice.

we changed our route multiple times in order to make it the most scenic/difficult for mr. hudak to figure out where he was. we succeeded. at one point he asked me 'could you tell me where we're headed?' and i said 'actually i dont really know road names i just pretty much know where im supposed to turn'. this reassured him.

occasionally he would mistakenly believe that i was going to run off the road, and he would exclaim things like 'CIABATTA!'. i dont know why the name of an artisan bread was the first thing that came to his mind when he thought he was going to die, but to each his own.

when i eventually in the most roundabout way possible returned him to the main road, he breathed for the first time in a solid 30 minutes. amanda and i laughed gaily, but now that we were back in his neck of the woods, we were reprimanded.

it was fun while it lasted.