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In 83 I came back home and the White Sux were going into the play offs so a friend of mine had a party to watch one of the games. Someone gave him a case of Bloody Mary mix so he bought a fifth of vodka to make bloody marys. Well to make a long story short I was the only one drinking vodka and all but finished it off. My friend thought I was stone sober, but in reality I had to have been way over the legal limit,
BTW I lived walking distance so I walked there and home.
2011 Hyundai Sonata, 2014 BMW 428i convertible, 2015 Honda CTX700D
I can live with that (and it gets me off the hook nicely, lol).
I used to go to the bootlegger with my daddy back in Mississippi when it was a dry state, but boozing must have been a generation skipping thing. My father was one of those who went for 20 years without getting a DWI (but things were laxer in the 60s to 80's). Except for one memorable outing on the ski train, my years in Alaska didn't destroy my liver. It's certainly a huge problem up there though.
Sure, it is, like anywhere else. I have a sneaking suspicion that much of the reason alcoholism and "drinking" in general seems more prevalent in Alaska is due to the relatively small number of roads and the small pockets of people. As such, the ripple effects of alcohol-related incidents tends to surface much more readily than amongst larger populations.
Having come from a small community that was near larger communities outside Alaska, I can say with confidence that the use of alcohol was no less prevalent in those places than here. But, even with the larger overall population, the number of DUI arrests was perhaps the same as here.
My brother and parents even came within an inch of being killed by a drunk driver when I was in high school. My brother was able to swerve just enough; my parents' 1992 Camry and this drunk fella's 1970-something tank were so close (at 60 mph and 80+ mph, respectively) that the tank skimmed the paint off the side of the Camry without denting the metal, and the cars' mirrors hit each other, shattering the Camry mirror and actually pitting the metal and glass along that side of the car with the fragments of it. The tank's driver was headed straight down the middle of the road.... how would that have been for a nice frontal offset collision?
I wound up riding backwards in a club car the last 20 minutes back to town singing "I am turning Japanese, I really think so" by the Vapors. My wife stuffed the skis in the Tercel and considerately drove us home. Haven't touched schnapps since.
Sorry Wes, I think Alaska has more drunks per capita than anywhere in NA. Or perhaps they are just more visible.
Enough war stories - heck, I was even asleep in bed by 11:45 this past New Years. :shades:
At my age, Alpine skiing is all downhill.
Have you been to many reservations?
2011 Hyundai Sonata, 2014 BMW 428i convertible, 2015 Honda CTX700D
Well where I was at there was about two dozen miles of paved roads, one TV station, two radio stations, one movie theater far more single guys that women and to go anywhere else you have to either get on a boat or plane. Add to that cold rainy nights that seemingly last forever there is not much more to do than sit in one of the many bars and drink. But hey the alternative was going crazy, which a few did.
2011 Hyundai Sonata, 2014 BMW 428i convertible, 2015 Honda CTX700D
At least it was not the Caddy!
We purchased the best "laser" overhead lights for the light bars, increased the flashing lights from four to six, repositioned roof strobes, none of it did any good. Final determined result--- motorist hypnotism during the dark hours with the flashing strobe lights.
New orders went out-any cruiser stopping a vehicle at night on the interstate had to have at least 14 feet from the travelled lane edge or no stop and no voluntarily traffic stops made on the center median, the only way you could do that was if you were behind a disabled auto and assisting.
If you're riding a bike in the woods and you look at that tree just to the right of you...... you WILL hit it. If you look straight down the trail, you'll miss it.
So..... NO GAWKING! ;-)
I went for a walk earlier and helped another guy push a big 2WD dually truck out of the way of hitting a parked car, as the truck couldn't make it up the slight incline. So, I guess I am a considerate walker.
james
but the one thing that i see so much and hate so much cause its so simple, is indicators, signals, turning signals, blinkers.... whatever you wanna call em... i dont care what car you drive, but im positive that no more than the movement of 3 of your fingers is all it takes for you to let me know that i can turn infront of you, instead of me waiting till you make it to the intersection and turn, with no indicator, HOW AM I SUPPOSED TO KNOW YOUR TURNING??
i dunno maybe its stupid, but its just annoying.
That same driver moves towards the curb in the rain to splash mud water on either the biker or walker or both.
He's divorced, unemployed, plagued with an STD, & driving a dumpster while scratching his permanent itch. :sick:
I was stopped at a light on a country road; a single lane on both the road that I was on and the cross-road. There were no dedicated turn lanes, but the shoulders were wide. My light was red and I was signaling to turn left. There was an old Mustang directly across the intersection from me, also signaling a left turn.
When the light changed to green, I began my left turn, then realized that the Mustang was no longer signaling and was rolling straight forward. I stopped, but the left corner of my vehicle was about 4' into the oncoming lane. The Mustang was barely moving at this point, yet continued straight into my vehicle without slowing or attempting to change direction. A witness in the car behind the Mustang said that the driver appeared to pause when I stopped, then proceeded forward. :surprise:
The Mustang driver was a guy in his early twenties who appeared to be somewhat "mentally challenged". After the collision, which was really little more than a "bump", we each drove forward to opposite sides of the intersection and parked on the shoulders. The witness and I both saw him kicking the front of his car and cursing (!?). :confuse:
Coincidentally (?) the Mustang driver's father was in a pickup truck two cars behind him at the time of the "accident".
Mustang driver's insurance paid the claim for the (minor) damage to my vehicle. :shades:
james
I hate to say it, but even at my house, with my 4 car garage, you couldn't get 4 cars in there now. I don't fully understand the reproductive process behind it all, but it seems like if you have a lot of junk, but suddenly find yourself more space, said junk will multiply and expand until it fills that newfound space.
I'd kill to have a garage like yours, or even half the space. I have to rent a garage for the fintail, but it isn't a bad deal - it's less than half the price as an additional space in my building, the place is only about 4 miles away, and the guy gives me a discount if I prepay for a year. The thought of leaving my cars outside does not appeal to me.
But hey, it gives me something to gripe about, this time the little peepholes people clear in the snow.
Then as the van started to pass the Mustang on the right, the Mustang accelerated. I realized now that the Mustang driver had brake-checked the tailgating van. Now the two were in a race of sorts to get ahead of one another with me dead ahead in the right lane. Fortunately, the van backed off and passed me on the left behind the Mustang. Then after passing me, the van driver returned to the right lane and this time was able to go around the Mustang.
I caught up to the Mustang at the next red light. The car looked to be in immaculate condition with shiny aluminum wheels. The driver appeared to be around 50 or so, with a beard, and casually dressed. The kicker was the car's vanity plate. It read (I've spelled it out) "one not to push!" So does this guy purposely "camp" in the left lane just to annoy drivers who get on his rear end?
I think some people have trouble clearing snow, especially when its wet, with those flimsly brushes. I have found in past that a plastic shovel, approx 18" wide, with wood handle, gets the snow off easily and quickly.
I don't know if the people here have trouble, or rather just don't bother at all. When the side windows and rear windshield are untouched..it's just being clueless.
When I need the step ladder to retrieve something then it's the S_ _t shelf!
Our 3.5 garage was overflowing years ago. Had storage area built above including retracting stairs, but still was not enough. Built a pole barn (36x48) with stalls for horses and soon it too was overflowing with stuff including vehicles.
My wife and I sold or gave away just about everything accumulated over 15 years in one house and went walkabout for a year in '99/'00. We lived out of the minivan, having put a cedar chest, some files and some artwork in a closet sized storage unit (and only filled a third of it up). It was great while it lasted but when we settled back down, it took us less than six months to fill up a 1700 sq. ft. house with all the usual household junk.
On topic, we've had exceptional snow the last couple of weeks and the roads are slick. Tonight I popped down the 2 miles to get some groceries and leaving the parking lot I thought the oncoming driver had his turn signal on to enter the store lot. So I pulled out in front of him. Luckily the Subaru found plenty of traction as I goosed it since he was locked up and sliding towards my door. I think I mistook his parking light for a blinker.
Rather inconsiderate of me.
Your at a stop sign about to make a left turn. some one on you left is also making a left turn into the direction you were traveling or straight ahead. i go and about halfway through the turn the person on my left starts and every time i think they are going to take out my left rear fender. happens more often than I'd care to notice. doesn't anyone have patience to wait about another 2 seconds and then perform their turn? not sure if its inconsiderate or just stupidity.
Kyle
Both.
2019 Kia Soul+, 2015 Mustang GT, 2013 Ford F-150, 2000 Chrysler Sebring convertible
While hanging iron on the shoulder other drivers splash by drowning you in slush.
They could move to the Left, but don't. (Rather inconsiderate)
After plowing up the hill with the chains helping you go, you encounter the S.A. who blew by earlier splashing slush on you spinning all of his four wheels and slipping downhill at the same time. He finally stops in the middle of the road, gives up and proceeds to install his chains while the rest of us have to stop and wait. (Most inconsiderate)
2014 Malibu 2LT, 2015 Cruze 2LT,
Second one was earlier this afternoon. I am on a road two lanes divided in each direction. Its snowing pretty good and the roads are very slippery, I am in the right lane doing a bit under 30 in a 35 a few car a bit ahead of me and no one behind me. When what happens? at the very last minute some yahoo pulls out of a parking lot. Oh I slipped and I slid and man I was sure I was going to hit that idiot. I missed him by only about a foot or two. :sick:
2011 Hyundai Sonata, 2014 BMW 428i convertible, 2015 Honda CTX700D
He probably did not see you because you were in a black car. Those are extremely difficult to spot in the snow, you know.
It may tell if you have the driver's manual in the glovebox, but for my LeSabres, it's 1/4 mile IIRC. It's based on distance traveled.
2014 Malibu 2LT, 2015 Cruze 2LT,