TC the Terrible

Granted, the place “I growed up in” is a mere speck in the microcosm of humanity (and not a very good one at that), but this kind of crap never happened there.  One reason would be that there are never so many cars on the street that one is forced to double park; the other reason is the lack of tall buildings.  First Baptist Church is the tallest building in town and that’s not really tall enough to kill you if you jumped.  It’d just F you up real bad.

I for one would hate to been seen naked, dead, and broken to pieces in public.  If for no other reason than I’d have no way to explain the situation.  

More later.

Think that you’ve got traffic problems?  Not only do we average 12 mph on the Beltway during rush hour, and today is the day before a holiday, now we have exploding fuel trucks.  I was watching this on the morning news as I was cooking breakfast for THE BOY.  Thankfully the driver was okay, and more importantly the section of blocked off interstate was not part of my route today.

And yes, rush hour in THE MOST IMPORTANT CITY ON THE PLANET does start before 0530; and yes most mornings THE BOY is up at that hour.  He’s a man with things to get done every day.  Woe be unto those that want to sleep late and be bums.

More later.