Another weekend, another thousand miles.
What have I learned?
- When on the road, I cannot count on my friends to let me follow them. (Hint, running through lights at the last minute and turning right-on-red in front of traffic are bad ideas.)
- You cannot safely fit two cars into the same space on the interstate simultaneously. At least 3 people between Columbia and Charlottesville don’t grasp that concept.
- I can play golf as well, or better, than normal when I use only a 7 iron.
- The blue sedan doing the speed limit or slower in the fast lane is not some old, confused codger. No he’s a cop that I almost passed at 20 over once the other would-be imbeciles got out of my way.
- I still hate strip clubs. Naked women are great, but not when I can’t touch them, they want my money, and I’m surrounded by a dozen other drooling idiots.
- I’d like to thank Fatty McMooMoo for exiting her truck, pausing to catch her breath and cough, then leaving the door open so that I couldn’t pull into the empty spot in front of the convencience store.
That is all.
Yeah, I did the light at the last minute thing but thought you were on my bumper. Knowing the intersection I jumped through at the last second as it is a long light with morons that typically don’t signal their turns coming from teh other direction. I did at least slow significantly on the interstate to allow the distance to be made up. Who got you on the right on red, Funk?
As for the golf, I don’t find it surprising. so much easier to keep the ball in the fairway with the 7, on top of the relative ease of the bump and run while chipping on shots that are pretty close to the green because of the decent approach shot.
Yeah, I hate running through yellow/red lights. In fact, I try to hit assholes who go for it. Well, actually I try to get close just to put a little scare in them. In that case though, it wasn’t a big deal since I knew where I was going.
But yeah, Funk went right on red. Fortunately traffic thinned just right that I was able to keep track and catch up.
Almost without fail though, I have bad luck following people.