You know how some people look like their dogs? Or is it that their dogs look like them? I can't remember which came first, the chicken or the egg. Anyway, the theory is the same. Of late with all the construction going on in our city I have noticed that, while driving my Love to work in the morning, there are particular vehicles to avoid during the crush hour.
Ford focus: lack of focus. Sheesh. Ford Escort: needs one because they certainly don't know how to drive on their own! Nissan Altima: ultimately stupid at the rate of a serial killer. Half Ton Trucks: bullies on the road and have landed from out in a field somewhere and have never heard of that thingy called a signal light or the practice of shoulder checking. Cyclists who lollygag in the middle of a driving lane in crush hour. Seriously, are your brains not meant for something more than a pavement puddle?
Now I am forced to practice breathing and driving my own vehicle.
What can I say? It is a good thing I have the reflexes of a cat! Hey, does that mean that I really should be driving a Jag? Frankly, with the idiots on the road in the mornings you would not catch me dead driving a car like that. Way too expensive for the repairs! So I pretend that our little car is a black cat with all the luck in the world and the reflexes to prove it. Stealth is my middle name. And yes, I keep the windows up so no one around me can hear me swear at the idjits on the street. So this is probably the most negative blog I have ever done, but even your favorite twentieth century shaman has to vent now and then.
Blessed Be
Trent
http://www.youtube.com/trentdeerhorn
www.deerhornshamanic.com
1 comment:
I despise city traffic at any time of the day, not only during "crush hour" as you so aptly describe it.
I'm not going to be around when new ways to travel and commute are introduced, effectively putting an end to the need for cars, trucks, bikes and motorcycles. No vehicles means no requirement for roads either. No more money spent on maintaining them or keeping them clear of snow in the winter means the funds could be redirected towards healing ourselves and our Mother.
One thing's for sure - no more traffic, no more crush hour - woo hoo!!
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