As soon as the first drop of rain hit Los Angeles asphalt, most, if not all drivers decided to drive sideways in their cars last night. Traffic was miserable. It’s just rain falling from the sky, not martini glasses filled with baby blood.
Ride in this morning was pleasant and kind of dry. Right now it's really coming down. Should make for an interesting commute home. The best is when I get to ride up to the front of a back up and weave around the broken bits of smashed break lights washed in baby's blood. . .
It's raining here too! I love it. Good excuse to sit around. After driving through four foot snow drifts in high school (in Wisconsin. I used to have to rock my car back and forth to get it out of the snow that fell while I was in class for three hours) we moved to Santa Rosa, and over the winter there was one day in which a quarter inch of snow fell. School was canceled, people drove like their hands were dripping in vegetable oil.
I've heard of the oily hands phenomenon. I think that some California driver's ed classes instruct students to carry around a tub of vegetable oil in case any weather other than sunshine lollipops and rainbows develops.
This is what happens when you throw three people into one blog, in one city, put a tight lid on it and shake it up. In this space, you will find the disparate musings of one car driver, one bicyclist and a public transportation fanatic who have come together to triangulate their observations about this 22-hour toilet flush that’s called Los Angeles. This is LA BLOGitude.
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Rain!!!! I love it. . .
Ride in this morning was pleasant and kind of dry. Right now it's really coming down. Should make for an interesting commute home. The best is when I get to ride up to the front of a back up and weave around the broken bits of smashed break lights washed in baby's blood. . .
It's raining here too! I love it. Good excuse to sit around. After driving through four foot snow drifts in high school (in Wisconsin. I used to have to rock my car back and forth to get it out of the snow that fell while I was in class for three hours) we moved to Santa Rosa, and over the winter there was one day in which a quarter inch of snow fell. School was canceled, people drove like their hands were dripping in vegetable oil.
I've heard of the oily hands phenomenon. I think that some California driver's ed classes instruct students to carry around a tub of vegetable oil in case any weather other than sunshine lollipops and rainbows develops.
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