A lot of people took the day off from work yesterday. I know this based on driving just over the speed limit at the Friday afternoon rush hour on three, count’em, three California freeways. In the end I cut/slashed 50 minutes off of my once-per-week commute from hell. I dreamed up this blog during the drive and I was going to post it during this 50-minute bonus period when I got home, but, then there was beer, and this and that, so “it” had to keep overnight.
Writing about the joy of an easy commute is a sad statement on the cultural worth of my life. Still, there were observations to be made like the aging red Civic that came barreling past me with a solo occupant/driver in the carpool lane, a violation, who was texting, a violation, while doing 75, a violation. Best of all the driver wore a large straw sun hat to go with what appeared to be a polka dot summer dress and she did use the turn signal when she jerked the car to the right, crossing two lanes before she was quickly out of sight and I was once again out of harm’s way.
I don’t think I will drive today.
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