Filler

Today I was armed with charged batteries. Of course, that can mean only one thing - a very boring commute. Ah well. Next time.

'nuff said :)

Mr. Rogers

It was a relatively uneventful morning commute. Slow drivers, merge-impaired drivers, phone-chatting drivers, texting drivers, crackberry drivers. Just a typical day on the road.

Oh, and I didn't have my camera, so it's a good thing there were no makeup putter'on'er nose-pickers out on the road.

There's a first time for everything....

I really need to be more observant. And figure out how to take fast-action pictures. AGAIN this morning we passed someone reading on the PIP, going around 60 mph. I NEVER thought I'd say this, but couldn't he have waited until we were sitting in traffic?

Good Little Worker Bees

How's My Driving?

The place: 42nd Street and Dyer Avenue
The set up: morning rush hour gridlock
The characters: Us and Them (a Coach USA commuter bus).

The light has just turned green for the 42nd Street traffic.

But wait! This bus decided to go anyway...

Now we all know who would win this battle, so the little passenger car holds back.


Sometimes, the camera comes in handy...

Multi-tasking, the Pashmina way

The best part about the days I take the bus into the city is the guilt-free nap. I just wish I didn't drool so much.

You get what you pay for

$1 Spot at Target is not my friend.

I picked up batteries there the other night.

Opened the package, put them in the camera.

Got into the car.

Sat in traffic.

Turned on camera.

The message "change the batteries" appears on the viewfinder.

I just did!

:(

Tru Confessions

I have absolutely nothing witty to say today. It was a typical morning of newspapers and the merge handicapped.

And dying batteries, of course ;)

OK, fine! You figured it out! It's all a sham - I don't actually write these posts myself... My team of (union) writers does it all for me. And, since they're on strike, I'm struggling now to keep it up on my own...

There you have it.

It Must Be Raindrops

Need I say more?

Mornin'

Aside from traffic from Exit 1 thru the tolls, this was actually a nice, quiet morning.

Math

Today's theme is being in the wrong place at the wrong time.

One wayward van crossing my big white line:

Plus one man on a make-believe motorcycle in my left turn only lane:

(buy a grown up motorcycle and learn how to read, mister)

As the light turns green, he veers to the right and cuts into that lane.

= typical commute.

Have a great weekend!

Turn, Turn, Turn

Really. I mean, REALLY. I know I always harp on people reading while commuting, but it's so prevalent these days that it actually frightens me.

This morning we passed a man in and SUV reading the newspaper. In the LEFT lane of the PIP, going OVER THE SPEED LIMIT.

Now, I habitually drive above the speed limit. But to do so while reading?

HOW can this man, or ANYONE, think that this is acceptable behavior?

After passing him, it seemed as though everywhere I turned I saw another page turn.

Sometimes I really want to scream.