Some of us share our causes, opinions, political favorites within our family/ close friend groups. Others, myself included, aren't so shy. During the Dubya decline, I'm pretty sure anyone looking at my cars backside, knew where I stood! I think of it as my free billboard space. During a stressful commute, bumper stickers make for some free reading material aka minor distraction. How else might you learn at a glance; Who is a proud parent? Who's against civil rights equality for all? Who displays not only the number of their children but, their names and ages for the peodophiles? Who loves a certain breed of dog? Who attended what college? You get my point. I also enjoy reading the clever little license plate holders some include. My two comments/opinions on these at the end). I say express yourself. This way, the perverts know the number of kids as well as, their names. We'll be able to spot the close minded bigots from the distance. You may actually bring something worthwhile to someone's attention. Or, change a closed mind. Even if not, I'm out here and I'm reading! Okay re: plate holders, one that makes me gag every time are princess comments! If you're old enough to drive, you're beyond princess stage! Get over yourself! Two, why do the majority keep the dealer's ad on the car? Which is what the plate holder is. Do you benefit by providing free advertising? I've always just been mildly curious about that. Be safe all!
Showing posts with label commute. Show all posts
Showing posts with label commute. Show all posts
Sunday, September 2, 2012
"MOVING BILLBOARDS"
Some of us share our causes, opinions, political favorites within our family/ close friend groups. Others, myself included, aren't so shy. During the Dubya decline, I'm pretty sure anyone looking at my cars backside, knew where I stood! I think of it as my free billboard space. During a stressful commute, bumper stickers make for some free reading material aka minor distraction. How else might you learn at a glance; Who is a proud parent? Who's against civil rights equality for all? Who displays not only the number of their children but, their names and ages for the peodophiles? Who loves a certain breed of dog? Who attended what college? You get my point. I also enjoy reading the clever little license plate holders some include. My two comments/opinions on these at the end). I say express yourself. This way, the perverts know the number of kids as well as, their names. We'll be able to spot the close minded bigots from the distance. You may actually bring something worthwhile to someone's attention. Or, change a closed mind. Even if not, I'm out here and I'm reading! Okay re: plate holders, one that makes me gag every time are princess comments! If you're old enough to drive, you're beyond princess stage! Get over yourself! Two, why do the majority keep the dealer's ad on the car? Which is what the plate holder is. Do you benefit by providing free advertising? I've always just been mildly curious about that. Be safe all!
Saturday, July 21, 2012
"BRAKE LIGHT BINGO"
For nearly 10 years my commute for work was 48 miles round trip. Depending on factors such as; time of day/year, tourists in town, holidays, accidents, navy ships coming/going, etc... My commute ran anywhere from 30-60 mins. I realized early on that moving slowly is much, much better than continual stop and go. One afternoon while becoming almost hypnotized from the sea of red lights in front of me, I came up with a game. I call this game,"Brake Light Bingo". While traffic is moving, I allow a gap of approx. 100 yards(give or take)to open between my car and the one in front of me. It's inevitable that in a short while the reds will begin to blink on. In CA. there's never a shortage of drivers willing to ride your butt! Anyways, at this point I ease up on the gas into slow cruise mode. If it's done correctly, I don't use my brake, therefore I get a point! Weird, dorky, dumb? Maybe. Just a harmless activity I came up with to help me stay sane, pass the time, and to keep myself from ramming other cars as if it was demolition derby time on the freeway!(Just kidding. Maybe) Anyways, at first I tried for a low score of 5. As time passed I would aim higher. Overtime, it was a distraction. Most important, I never became a freeway sniper! Except in my imagination! Lol! Overall, I know my gas milage, brakes, overall wear and tear on the car was for the better. Most important, so was my mood once I finally arrived home!
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