'Out Of Gas'
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
standing on the corner on my narrow, residential, one-way street watching someone going too fast the wrong way. In reverse.
Had this this morning, except the road is a narrow two-lane with parking on either side. Oh, and it's a hill with a 25% grade. Oh, and it was a DUMPTRUCK.
GAH.
There's a bridge from DC to Alexandria where you can find yourself having to cross all 4 lanes of traffic in the brief span it takes to cross to the Potomac, if you're coming from DC and going S in VA.
Also, in CT they have this lovely rural highway (the Merritt Parkway) that everyone flies along (because they're all driving beemers and saabs) and it basically has no on-ramps, plus is hilly and tree-y. It's still a beautiful drive, but getting on is terrifying.
In that same vein. Fewer signs make streets safer. [link]
I was shocked that nobody pulled over until the last possible minute for an ambulance.
I got yelled at for doing that (edit: pulling over at all) in Houston a while back. Apparently there, you aren't supposed to. Beats me.
Rt 128 in MA is also more dangerous because it was built on the cheap (governor's non-civil-engineer brother in charge)
Why does this suprise not one bit?
Why does this surprise not one bit?
According to my roommate, who grew up here, the bad design and execution displayed led to a Boston Globe editorial about why nobody ever complains about competent nepotism.
Bumper sticker: "Using your turn signal is not giving information to the enemy"
I so want this. You know, if I owned a car.
You could put it on your butt.
It's funny, 'cause I seem to go 75 all the time. It's the limit out here. And everyone seems to drive it, with a few exceptions. Then as I head east, the limit drops to 70, but everyone takes 5. Then it drops to 65, but everyone takes 10. It's odd.
"Using your turn signal is not giving information to the enemy"
Bwah! I used to feel this way in Indianapolis. Not about the turn signal, just about the general attitude. There was my current location, and there was my destination, and there was me in my car. Anything or anyone else between me and my destination was merely an obstacle to be overcome. My friends used to laugh at me. "We were waving at you, but you were so serious on the highway." Ah, but you were merely a speck on the lens of my destination.
You could put it on your butt.
Just what are you implying missy?!?