As we’ve observed before, we ask the roads to accommodate more uses than they safely can. We do try to minimize those hazards, to no small degree of success, as traffic has gotten generally safer over the decades, for various reasons.
Still, bicycles and pedestrians sharing the same patch of...
A couple years ago during the week between Christmas and New Years the lovely missus and I were making our way home from downtown during rush hour when we, along with all the other users on that crowded road, made way for an aid car as best we could.
Shortly after the aid car squeezed by us it...
Every person is presented with circumstances that test just what sort of character s/he is.
I’ve failed those tests more than once. I believe that a person with any degree of self-awareness would confess the same.
And that’s provided they really are doing work on your street.
I reserve special disdain for the guys whose pitch opens with “We’ve been working with some of your neighbors ... “ or some close variation thereon.
They do that in an attempt to immediately establish some cred with the would-be...
Yeah, we get those, too.
Bumper stickers aren’t as common overall as they were when I was a youngster, although it seems that those who festoon their vehicles with them attempt to make up for those who don’t.
Around here, in greater Denver, jacked-up pickup trucks emblazoned across the back...
I once had a homemade sign taped to the front door reading “NO SOLICITORS, SURVEY TAKERS, RELIGIOUS PROSELYTIZERS, DOOR HANGERS, POLITICAL CANVASSERS.”
My wife insisted I take it down. It seemed hostile, she said. And it wasn’t 100 percent effective anyway.
Our “lawn” at the Lacey (Washington) place, surrounded by trees, was almost entirely moss. It got direct sunlight for only a couple-three hours only on those relatively rare sunny summer days, when the sun was high in the sky. The rest of the year it was soggy as a sponge.
The F-150 was an outlier, in my experience. As I noted earlier, it’s more often the econo-car drivers who dawdle along, and seemingly try to make the rest us do the same.
This afternoon it was a fellow in an aged F-150 poking along at 5 mph or more under the limit in the left lane. And he had his right blinker on for a good half mile or more. And then he took a left.
I “rake” leaves the lazy person’s way — I just run the lawnmower over ’em so they don’t choke out the grass altogether.
A lawn in this semi-arid region requires more supplemental water than is reasonable, in my view. I water the front just to keep up appearances, but the back looks like it’s...
“Bedstead”
My memory of this term was jogged on account of recently buying an antique brass bed frame — headboard, footboard, side rails, etc. In my circles going back half a century and more, “bedstead” meant the same thing as “bed frame” does now.
To this day I kick myself over all the old...
It isn’t that people in other types of cars aren’t their own sort of obnoxious. My wholly anecdotal observation is that it’s drivers in compacts and subcompacts who apparently think it’s their “right” to drive 5 to 10 mph under the posted speed limit in the left-hand lane.
An old girlfriend’s dad, who is in his 90s now (and who really shouldn’t be driving at all, in old GF’s opinion) got himself a Lincoln Navigator for just that reason.
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