Tag: driving

Looks like the WSP is enforcing the “Illegal to cross the double white lines” on 405’s toll lanes

Carl Setzer

On my drive home from Bellevue to Lynnwood this evening I noticed something. The State Patrol was enforcing the “Illegal to Cross The Double White Lines” in the toll lanes. I’ve noticed those lines for awhile now. In the past month, now that I’d driving to Bellevue daily, I see them more. However, I really never gave it much thought. There are a number of spots where it’s inconvenient to wait. And, well, I have just crossed them.

I guess shan’t be doing that anymore. Though I think it’s a bit petty/silly thing to be investing time and energy in. But it’s not my call to make.

 

 

Driving to Port Angeles today

Carl Setzer

Later today we’re zipping of to Port Angeles for the North Olympic Discovery Marathon’s Kid’s Marathon. My son’s been training with his school’s running club. They’ve run a total of twenty-five miles before today. This afternoon, they’ll run the final 1.2 miles to complete the official marathon distance.

I love Port Angeles! It’s a gorgeous drive to get there; a fun way to spend time with family and friends. A ferry ride will be a delight. It’s been some time, and with the summer-esque weather, it’ll be a particularly delightful trip.

The Victorian downtown enchants me. Plus, the waterfront simply bubbles with charm. It’s not often I’m able to drop to a slower place. Love that, even if it’s just an afternoon.

Driving Frustrations

Carl Setzer

Oh, commuting joys! On my way home from the office, this clown tailgates me (in the left lane, passing a semi), then jets over two lanes, nearly hits said semi, tailgates someone in that lane, nearly hits them, jets over to the lane to my right, tailgates again, comes near inches from hitting them, ends up behind me again, blasts around me, cuts over to the far right lane, races past all those cars, cuts back to my lane, nearly hits me but finally has open enough road to keep on going. What particularly chafed me, beyond the sociopathic automotive antics, was that the car-pool lane was wide open. WIDE OPEN! So, it’s preferable to risk a vehicular assault or manslaughter charge over a single occupant in the car-pool lane ticket. Idiots!

 

So, if you know someone who was driving a blue Toyota pickup truck like an over-stimulated Cro-Magnon on I5 south through Everett around 5:20 pm, whap them in the head, please.

More of me whining about Seattle drivers

Carl Setzer

Testosterone was in the air. Tailgating rampant, some mad need to move north in I5 faster, just faster than me at least. I always view those who tailgate in the right lanes a particulars lowly psychopath. Plenty of them out this morning.

My favorite thus morning, though, was the gray Honda Pilot. These business casual attired chaps tailgated the car to my left, pulled in behind me, tailgates me for the 20 seconds it took me to pass the car to my right, as I move out if their way, I’m flipped off by the business dude in the passenger seat. Classy and professional! Someday, one of these jackasses will pull a stunt like this then show up in my office asking me to buy something. Oh, karma, I await thee!

Anyway, it’s been awhile since I ranted on area drivers. I feel better. Off I go!

No You Go, Or, Seattle-Stop-Sign-Itis

Carl Setzer

I find it hard to imagine anyone driving in Seattle who hasn’t experienced this. And, I must confess, I’ve suffered from this syndrome.

This is courtesy of the great parody, Portlandia, which exquisitely captures NW culture.

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