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California Drivers
Dec. 10th, 2008 07:25 pm
The garage door opener wasn't working properly. It was stopping just when it had opened one panel's width (out of four).
Well, I checked the manual and found out how to fix that little problem. And I would like to announce that the electric automatic garage door opener is now my favorite appliance in the whole house. Because it has something someone with Bloke Genes (thank you, Batty) just has to love.
It has a knob to turn, and the knob says MORE FORCE.
EVERY appliance needs a knob that says MORE FORCE.
Aaaaaaaaaaand I found out at work today that we've had 74 inches of snow so far this winter, and winter HASN'T EVEN STARTED YET, by the calendar.
Well, in a few weeks Tephra and I get a break from that, thank God. We're going out to California, where I can be scared to death by California Drivers.
For the most part they're good, as you'd expect of people who should basically just set up a barbecue in their cars, live there, and call it a done deal. I'm talking California drivers in the city, with those hellacious commutes of theirs.
Some of these are people who will sneer at me for my 27 MPG Mustang, saying I burn too much fuel and am destroying the environment. While they drive a 34-MPG Japanese something-or-other. But they commute 80 miles to work and I commute 4. What's wrong with this picture?
I don't mind, though- I'm sure there are also Californians who drive 60 MPG hybrids four miles to work, when they don't walk, which they could do because they live in a place where the weather doesn't suck for more than half the year.
And I don't mind California freeway drivers, in general. People tell me there are some real zanies, but most of the freeway drivers I've seen out there are pretty good.
No, what scares me in coastal California is the way the drivers will come bombing up to a stop sign at street speed, 35 or whatever, and then slam on the brakes at a rate calculated to NOT QUITE hurl the passengers through the windshield. They CAN'T DO THAT. They're going to SKID RIGHT THROUGH THE INTERSECTION. Don't they KNOW THEY'RE GOING TO DIE?
Well, actually, they can, they aren't, and they don't, because they won't. Around here you have to coast down starting about a block or more early, in order to be sure you'll be able to stop before the stop sign. But out there you don't. Because those people, as I have said, live in a place where THE WEATHER DOESN'T SUCK FOR HALF THE YEAR.
I'm looking forward to my break. :D
Well, I checked the manual and found out how to fix that little problem. And I would like to announce that the electric automatic garage door opener is now my favorite appliance in the whole house. Because it has something someone with Bloke Genes (thank you, Batty) just has to love.
It has a knob to turn, and the knob says MORE FORCE.
EVERY appliance needs a knob that says MORE FORCE.
Aaaaaaaaaaand I found out at work today that we've had 74 inches of snow so far this winter, and winter HASN'T EVEN STARTED YET, by the calendar.
Well, in a few weeks Tephra and I get a break from that, thank God. We're going out to California, where I can be scared to death by California Drivers.
For the most part they're good, as you'd expect of people who should basically just set up a barbecue in their cars, live there, and call it a done deal. I'm talking California drivers in the city, with those hellacious commutes of theirs.
Some of these are people who will sneer at me for my 27 MPG Mustang, saying I burn too much fuel and am destroying the environment. While they drive a 34-MPG Japanese something-or-other. But they commute 80 miles to work and I commute 4. What's wrong with this picture?
I don't mind, though- I'm sure there are also Californians who drive 60 MPG hybrids four miles to work, when they don't walk, which they could do because they live in a place where the weather doesn't suck for more than half the year.
And I don't mind California freeway drivers, in general. People tell me there are some real zanies, but most of the freeway drivers I've seen out there are pretty good.
No, what scares me in coastal California is the way the drivers will come bombing up to a stop sign at street speed, 35 or whatever, and then slam on the brakes at a rate calculated to NOT QUITE hurl the passengers through the windshield. They CAN'T DO THAT. They're going to SKID RIGHT THROUGH THE INTERSECTION. Don't they KNOW THEY'RE GOING TO DIE?
Well, actually, they can, they aren't, and they don't, because they won't. Around here you have to coast down starting about a block or more early, in order to be sure you'll be able to stop before the stop sign. But out there you don't. Because those people, as I have said, live in a place where THE WEATHER DOESN'T SUCK FOR HALF THE YEAR.
I'm looking forward to my break. :D
