Speaking of Nope
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Mrs. George and I spend a lot of time driving downtown - at least twice a month - for Dr. visits, etc.
I am amazed at the idiots who think that they'll save a lot of time by weaving across the expressway, cutting people off. And then, there's the shoulder-rider.
I've taken to noticing which car is doing that, and following his progress ahead of me for the time he's visible. After about 5 minutes of driving, it's about a 15 second savings.
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And a several hundred dollar fine. MFR just had someone pass her on the left breakdown lane. And we don't call her Leadfoot for nothing. This guy we think was racing some other car on the crowded freeway.
"The intelligent man who is proud of his intelligence is like the condemned man who is proud of his large cell." Simone Weil
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One of the best things that ever happened to me was to be sent to traffic school after a couple speeding tickets when I was young. There they taught us to calculate the actual time you save by speeding. If you're not going a pretty long way it is insignificant.
"The intelligent man who is proud of his intelligence is like the condemned man who is proud of his large cell." Simone Weil
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And a several hundred dollar fine. MFR just had someone pass her on the left breakdown lane. And we don't call her Leadfoot for nothing. This guy we think was racing some other car on the crowded freeway.
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Every freaking day on the I-95, or Masshole Central as we call it. People with their lights on full fucking beam, weaving through multiple lanes. I started by backing off and just not hurrying at all, now I've started leaving the house earlier at around 5.10, getting off the Interstate and driving in on Route 1 because it seems like it's a matter of time before one of these mobile colostomy bags runs into me.
Not that I'm angry or anything. I check my pension estimator once a week.
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@89th said in Speaking of Nope:
If your time allows it, those slower alternate routes are so much more enjoyable.
Route 1 is ok at 5.30am. In the afternoon it's a living hell, but I occasionally take it anyway.
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I like taking the nearly abandoned US highways when traveling. Less than a tenth the traffic and you see more.
@Mik said in Speaking of Nope:
I like taking the nearly abandoned US highways when traveling. Less than a tenth the traffic and you see more.
In 1973, I did a solo road trip. Chicago to Toronto (where I spent a night with my aunt and uncle), then to Montreal and south to New York. I spent the night in a hole-in-the-wall motel just this side of the border.
Then, I took small roads all the way down to the suburbs of New York (Nyack) where I spent the next night. I remember that drive through the Adirondacks to this day. Just gorgeous. Then I drove out to Oyster Bay where I spent a week with Mrs. George #1.
I drove a 1972 Opel 1900 (later called "Manta") with power NOTHING. Not even A/C, and am AM radio. Loved the trip.
"Now look here, you Baltic gas passer... " - Mik, 6/14/08
The saying, "Lite is just one damn thing after another," is a gross understatement. The damn things overlap.
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One of the best things that ever happened to me was to be sent to traffic school after a couple speeding tickets when I was young. There they taught us to calculate the actual time you save by speeding. If you're not going a pretty long way it is insignificant.
@Mik said in Speaking of Nope:
calculate the actual time you save by speeding. If you're not going a pretty long way it is insignificant
It's not really about the arrival time, it's about driving properly.
The idea is to get out of my way as fast as possible so you aren't the genius who causes the traffic jam.
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@Mik said in Speaking of Nope:
I like taking the nearly abandoned US highways when traveling. Less than a tenth the traffic and you see more.
In 1973, I did a solo road trip. Chicago to Toronto (where I spent a night with my aunt and uncle), then to Montreal and south to New York. I spent the night in a hole-in-the-wall motel just this side of the border.
Then, I took small roads all the way down to the suburbs of New York (Nyack) where I spent the next night. I remember that drive through the Adirondacks to this day. Just gorgeous. Then I drove out to Oyster Bay where I spent a week with Mrs. George #1.
I drove a 1972 Opel 1900 (later called "Manta") with power NOTHING. Not even A/C, and am AM radio. Loved the trip.
@George-K said in Speaking of Nope:
@Mik said in Speaking of Nope:
I like taking the nearly abandoned US highways when traveling. Less than a tenth the traffic and you see more.
In 1973, I did a solo road trip. Chicago to Toronto (where I spent a night with my aunt and uncle), then to Montreal and south to New York. I spent the night in a hole-in-the-wall motel just this side of the border.
Then, I took small roads all the way down to the suburbs of New York (Nyack) where I spent the next night. I remember that drive through the Adirondacks to this day. Just gorgeous. Then I drove out to Oyster Bay where I spent a week with Mrs. George #1.
I drove a 1972 Opel 1900 (later called "Manta") with power NOTHING. Not even A/C, and am AM radio. Loved the trip.
That sounds great. And even better that you remember it so well, which proves the point.
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@George-K said in Speaking of Nope:
@Mik said in Speaking of Nope:
I like taking the nearly abandoned US highways when traveling. Less than a tenth the traffic and you see more.
In 1973, I did a solo road trip. Chicago to Toronto (where I spent a night with my aunt and uncle), then to Montreal and south to New York. I spent the night in a hole-in-the-wall motel just this side of the border.
Then, I took small roads all the way down to the suburbs of New York (Nyack) where I spent the next night. I remember that drive through the Adirondacks to this day. Just gorgeous. Then I drove out to Oyster Bay where I spent a week with Mrs. George #1.
I drove a 1972 Opel 1900 (later called "Manta") with power NOTHING. Not even A/C, and am AM radio. Loved the trip.
That sounds great. And even better that you remember it so well, which proves the point.
