Drive. Just drive. When I'm behind you just drive. It's okay. You won't hit the car in front of you. Just go. You can do it. By the time you get there they will have moved. And get this: if you're getting close to hitting them, honk. That's what horns are for. And if they don't move, bump them. That's what bumpers are for. If you just sit there and don't drive then I'm stuck behind you. And I have to go. So you need to move. While we're on the subject, here's another thing you could do that would make me feel happy: Just stay home. Don't bother getting in your car. You clearly have nowhere to go, because you are putzing around like a blind rat while I'm trying to get to work. And since you aren't going anywhere in particular, why were you in such a hurry to cut me off and get in front of me...? Oh I see! So you can coast at 15 miles per hour and come to a complete stop at a green light before making a slow-motion right turn. Thanks a lot. Now that you've finally crossed the intersection, with all the grace of an oil tanker, the light is red. Well, since I'm here waiting I suppose I should wish you good luck. Here's hoping you get to Aimless Wonderland in plenty of time to do whatever it is you need to do there. Hey and remember this the next time you are about to get in your car: Roads are for people that want to get places. The vast majority of people on the road are actually trying to move from one place to a different place. That's why they own or rent cars. If you are driving a car around just because you want something else to do as you eat your turkey dinner, chances are you are going to be a hindrance to rest of us.
Nathan B. mad props on that picture. I love it. I never thought my eyes could behold such a sight, and you made it happen.
Posted by: Nathonius at May 9, 2006 09:35 PMNaw, they could just move on down to Urbana and drive around campus here. We need more pedestrian-speed cars. You know, they'd probably even get a safety citation or a medal or something. Maybe we could start a practice of cars driving slowly enough that you can walk up and sit on the bumper and ride for a couple of blocks. "Thanks, hey, here's a tip. You need a napkin for that turkey leg?"
Posted by: Billy at April 28, 2006 06:30 PMAmen, brother! This happens to me almost every day here. And it's worse when I'm on my scooter because they're actually endangering my life with their slow-motion-turn-on-an-instant-with-no-signal ways. It's frustrating.
Posted by: Husayn at April 24, 2006 10:48 PMYou tell 'em, Nate! You tell those suckas to get the hell off the road! Tell 'em!!
Posted by: Nathan B. at April 22, 2006 03:25 PM