It’s that time of year!

Happy  “Last-5-work-days-of-reasonably-sane-traffic-before-the-onslaught-of-school-year-traffic-kicks-into-high-gear-and-wrecks-(-ha-ha-pun-intended-)-the-relative-bliss-that-is-driving-5-miles-without-being-stuck-behind-a-bus-or-in-several-school-zones-while-hours-of-your-life-melt-away-like-wax-in-the-sun-which-by-the-way-will-ALSO-be-waving-bye-bye-soon-so-soak-that-up-too-while-you-can-but-anyway-traffic-is-about-to-get-horrendous-in-this-here-city-but-you-know-what-now-that-I-think-of-it-it’s-already-pretty-unbearable-what-with-everyone-reading-and-texting-and-playing-Yahtzee-with-friends-while-”driving”-so-really-there-is-already-a-glut-of-unnecessary-accidents-which-cause-major-backups-which-cause-dangerous-blood-pressure-spikes-across-this-here-city-as-it-is-and-consequently-makes-me-want-to-prevent-my-own-children-from-driving-until-they-are-AT-LEAST-thirty-so-what’s-the-point-it’s-ALWAYS-bad-out-there-not-sure-it’s-any-worse-when-school-is-in-than-any-other-time-of-year-which-WOW-what-does-that-say-about-us-as-a-society”   Week!  Let’s make it a good one! 

Rush Hour Math

There is a series of busy intersections near our house whose traffic lights SEEM like they were programmed by a group of juvenile barn mice who have fallen into the moonshine. I wish I could’ve been there when whatever counsel came up with the plan.