Tuesday, August 28, 2007

Not. Fucking. Awesome.

This evening, I had to drive home from Michigan after a work-related event. I got on the road about 10pm. It's a 2 hour trip, so I reasonably expected to get home around midnight. So what's your point, you ask? Good question.

I didn't get home until closer to 1am. Why? Oh, I don't know, perhaps because they shut down the ramp from the sky way to 90/94 forcing every car and god damn truck onto State St.

Sweet. Closing down a major high for a bit makes sense. I have a certain expectation of not hitting major traffic after 9pm on a week day. Apparently I need to blow that expecation up.

So I was pissed the whole ride home. I just wanted to scream to, not at, somebody. Then I heard a BBC piece on the radio about the first anniversary of Katrina.

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