I just minutes ago drove through an intersection near my home. There had obviously been an accident there very recently. How do I know this?Because, although the stricken cars are gone, there are big hunks of metal and plastic littering the intersection. They are right in the path of traffic. Perfectly placed to puncture tires.Public... Continue Reading →
This is the same place I took the picture for my dirty window blog entry a week ago: the Hampton, VA Grayhound station. It's dark, but the rain has washed the dirty windows clean. How very thought provoking.
One of these. For pity's sake. A real one, not the one little light rail line it took Hampton Roads 30 years to plan, fund, and build. It might be possible if this was one city with seven boroughs rather than seven cities pissing away enormous resources duplicating all their efforts seven times. But what... Continue Reading →