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Mysterious Highway Skid Marks

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Driving down the highway can be tiring. It doesn’t make sense, since you’re not really doing anything except sitting, but regardless, long trips seem to take it out of you. I’ve always had a theory that the reason for this is speed. You may not be moving your limbs using your muscles, but your body is traveling at the rate of speed equal to the car’s speed. Now unless you have been bitten by a radioactive, moon cricket and have been blessed with super powers, you’re probably not use to traveling at 60 to 80 miles an hour unassisted.


The other thing about traveling is that it’s rather boring or certainly can be. That’s why there’s all those great, yet mind boggling, desperate games like Alphabet, I-Spy, 20 Questions and countless others that were created by those that would rather spend 87 miles looking for an “X” than just riding in a car. If you happen to be “of the unfortunate nature” and find yourself traveling alone, it’s almost impossible not to fall inside you’re brain.


Before you know it, you’ve relived every fight, conversation, missed opportunity and pleasurable experience you’ve ever had. Once that’s over you begin to slip into the zombie-esque state of staring at things with blank face and empty mind.


You start to notice roadkill. Out of the corner of your eye you see a hawk take flight. Across the field you observe an abandon, near reclaimed by the earth farm house. You think to yourself, “I wonder who lived there. I bet they’re all dead.” Passing an out of business gas station you tease yourself about running out of gas, but you still check your gauge. Twice. It’s then that you see the first one.


It’s just a slight stain of black, somewhat faded, but noticeable to your now awaken road eyes. A few more miles whiz by and you pick up on two solid burn marks. As you continue down the road, more and more skid marks run across the road. This way and that way, to and fro, on the road, off the road, into oncoming traffic, and down into the ditch. What the hell happened on this road? What kind of carnage took place? Have you found the lost shooting location of Mad Max/Road Warrior? Nah couldn’t be. That was filmed in Australia. Holy smokes, did I drive all the way to Australia?


“Two days ago I saw a truck that could haul that tanker. You wanna get outta here? You talk to me.”


Egg On!

Ramblin’ Rooster

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March 20, 2009 at 3:54 am

Ice On Road, Cars In Ditch

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Driving seems pretty difficult for a lot of people on the road, (or so it seems). Bad weather doesn’t help things. It’s not like I think that it would, but every winter it never ceases to amaze me the total lack of knowledge, patience and understanding of today’s average driver.

Where I live, even if it rains, cars drive very slowly and overly cautious. This in itself can be very dangerous. You can not stop on the highway for ghosts or shadows, cars will rearend you! Rain is not the biggest culprit of turning bad drivers into accident, killing machines. That prestigious honor goes to ice. Again, where I live it doesn’t snow, only sleet and ice falls from the sky. Ice is not your friend. Ice is one slick customer, but all the same it’s not deceitful. In the same way I’ve never understood how trains kill people because tracks don’t move and trains run of tracks, ice is slippery and can cause accidents but it doesn’t attack you or act differently or in unpredictable ways.

Whenever the ice comes to wreak havoc on my city, you feel like you’re in the middle of some war torn village. Driving along and seeing all the cars off the road, in a ditch or just plain abandoned by the side of the road. If you’re driving at a low peak level and no one else is out on the road it can also feel like you’re the last person on earth, caught in a science fiction movie where the ice steals all the people away.

Ice can be driven upon. You can make it to your destination. Patience becomes your ally and you need to embrace it. Getting stressed, freaking out, slamming on your breaks or driving like it’s not icy out are all huge mistakes. This is not to say that you have to drive three miles an hour either.

Just a reminder, punching the gas makes your tires spin. Spinning tires don’t make you go anywhere, (but may help melt the ice).

Egg On!

Ramblin’ Rooster

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December 21, 2008 at 8:42 am

Why Are We All Rude Drivers?

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This is something I’m definitely guilty of, no chance of being hypocritical here. I’m telling you this is me too. Maybe I should sit in the corner and talk to myself about all of this rather than “blog it out”.

Driving has become one of the worst forums for instant anger, unnecessary violence and unmerited hatred. I don’t believe I’ve ever been in a car with anyone who I haven’t seen get upset behind the wheel at some point in their driving career, including me. Granted I’m talking about people I’ve seen drive on many, many occasions, but still it’s all of them. Even those I haven’t witnessed while being in the car with them, I’ve witness as the dreaded “other car”. Meaning everyone everywhere is this way.

The number one thing that makes people angry while driving is the driver that acts or seems like they believe themselves to be the only person on the road. They might suddenly and slowly move into your lane even though you clearly are in possession of the space they want to occupy. Could be that they’re driving in the far left lane, when suddenly a light bulb illuminates and they discover that they need to turn or exit at the street they are about to pass. So of course they make a two, three, four or even five lane right hand turn. Is that wrong? Perhaps they want to turn, so they turn on their blinker, but are overtaken with panic and dementia so they can’t remember where it is they want to turn. Is it the blinking that has distracted them? These are the people that never turn, but are always ready to because the blinker is always on.

The most common behavior or driving that has always confused me, though I don’t why, is what appears to be a natural desire or need to never be the car behind. I know the reason is the typical American, egocentric, pressure preached, ideology of being number one, but it’s not a race or a contest. I don’t get a bonus if I make to work before you do. I don’t get 10% off if I beat you to Super-Discount-Mart. So why then does everyone feel they have to accelerate, pass and then get in front of you just to turn? I realize that seconds add up to minutes and minutes add up to hours and hours add up to days, so that hypothetically you could be saving years over your life time by endangering your safety on the road. Makes sense!

Speeding is another wonderful tool for angering people on the road. Those who speed can offend and quite possibly piss off or at the very least draw some negative energy from people who disapprove of speeding just by passing them. I’m sure that all the speeders in the world can admit, if they can be honest, that they’ve seen the fact that speeding in a city doesn’t really save any time. Oh, you may catch a light here or there, but eventually you’ll have the experience of speeding pass someone to get to a red light only to look over and see the person you passed pulling up next to you.

I love road rage because it makes the least likely of people act in ways that contradicts their stereotypical behavior. I’m talking about old people flippin’ the bird, especially old women. It may sound sick, but I just love it when I see old people givin’ the finger. I also enjoy, when I’m calm, cool-headed, and collected, seeing people exploding with anger. It’s the best when they’re actually yelling at you with their face close to the glass as if by being inches closer you’ll be able to hear them. The part I hate about road rage is seeing parents with young children in the car being pushed to the point where they’re either using language that would make sailors cry or driving erratically.

So why are we all such rude drivers? It’s because we’re such rude people. Don’t give me that “I’m nice, I let people in, I don’t cut people off, etc.” because everybody has their moments of laziness when they let their rudeness down. It happens, but don’t worry, you’ll be back to being rude and thoughtless in no time, just keep driving.

See you out on the road… You want to race to different destinations?

Egg On!

Ramblin’ Rooster

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December 13, 2008 at 7:19 am