for those that live in beach communities or near
tourist attractions, this weekend marks the end of peace and tranquility in the neighborhood. summertime brings mixed emotions. the warmer breeze and longer days are very nice, but being infiltrated by
coco butter marinated
landlubbers is sometimes daunting.
riding the meanie is out of the question. the
tourrorists run stops signs and drive with their
heads up their
posteriors looking for beach parking. at the end of the day, they're tired and or
drunk and have nothing on their minds but getting back to
the 909 or another inland paradise.
ran to the grocery store earlier in the day and traffic was already backed up on Main Street. slammed on the brakes going around a curve as a suburban driven by a teenybopper
(google image search that yourself) in the opposite direction was completely in my lane. luckily, i was in the cage, but the cage is a
Miata and at just over a 2100 lbs, it's no match against a 7,000 pound
detroit dinosaur.
please, stay safe. don't
drink and drive or
ride or
pretend to ride and
keep your eyes on the road and yo hand upon the wheel.