Friday, October 12, 2001

This is a special shout out to all of those kids that write the modern equivalent of the Berma-Shave signs. Abby, I saw your note about sowing down through the construction zone because your daddy works there. Could you do me a favor and tell him that the sign doesn’t apply to him and his friends. I have no desire to accidentally hitting one of the construction workers but some form of shock belt would be nice. Maybe I’m venting a little steam because I spent six hours in traffic today but I counted nine miles of cones with four people working. Unless this is some sort of superhero work crew, these guys were making long term plans. I normally wouldn’t bitch about another human getting over on the system but my foot hurts from working the pedals all day. At one point I wanted to turn on the lights and sirens to see how long it would take to run the construction horse slalom course. 12:00:00 AM    says you