Roundabout Rants & J-Turns

A nearby beach community recently came up with another gem of brilliance.  I’m not a resident, so none of the following affects me directly.  These are simply annoyances when passing through.

Beach boulevard intersections were converted to a series of intersections requiring J-turns. Left turns from this major, four-lane thoroughfare, are accomplished by going past where one formerly turned directly into shopping centers; then by entering double left turn lanes, making U-turns, then making right turns.

Did that make any sense? Reasoning was to avoid left turns against oncoming traffic at busiest intersections. No argument from me on traffic safety issues. I think pedestrian-friendly overhead walkways are needed more. There have been numerous pedestrian fatalities.

I’m against their proposed traffic circle on Canal Rd. Why take a perfectly controlled intersection and turn it into chaos? Is it that the city doesn’t want to maintain traffic signals? Most people in this country don’t know how traffic circles work–as to rights-of-way.

I refuse to pay 3.50 fare each way to cross the Intercoastal Waterway on their privately owned bridge. So what, if it’s an extra five miles to go around. It’s the principal of the thing. Rumor is, they may build another new bridge to the west of the existing one.  It would also be privately owned.

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Should I Stay, Or Should I Go?

Imagine if you will, drinking the liquid and gloppy stuff from your sixties lava lamp.

A bar in Australia featured colorful cocktails with gloppy liquid “floaty” stuff. I don’t know how they got the floaters to move randomly. Thanks, but no thanks.

Another tropical weather system is churning in the Southern Gulf. It may come here as a class #1 hurricane or tropical storm. This has been a busy season.

Probably will not evacuate. May put up storm panels on the windows. Losing electrical power would be the biggest inconvenience. In any case, this will happen this coming Saturday, and more likely Sunday. Wish me luck.

What About the Warranty?

Arrgh! My watch band broke. Where was the receipt? Found it. Purchase date, April 22nd, of the current year. Warranty disclaimers had more holes than the Titanic.

Went to the place of purchase. They were more helpful, than expected; temporarily fixed the band, till the correct pins arrived by mail.

The worn-out vacuum bit the big one and went to dead appliance Valhalla.

Much to do before escaping for an extended weekend with friends. Did I mention the riding mower battery failed before mowing the lawn? It failed to hold a charge–four-years old. It’s been hard to keep ahead of the broken stuff lately.

The Most Wonderful Time Of Year–Not

September is my birth month. It’s also the most active time for tropical weather.

The past few years have been relatively quiet around my little part of the Gulf Coast. Memories of past hurricanes Ivan and Katrina still haunt.

My storm panels wait, at the ready, in case we need to board up and evacuate. I don’t wish ill of anyone, but if nasty storm Irma heads this direction, I’m bugging out.

Big, Bad, Bugs

Deep Southern

Monsters crept

Palmetto bugs

Resembled

Gigantic roaches

Large stink bugs

With airfoils on

Their, back legs

Flew further, to be

Even more annoying

Fire ants in giant

Ant hills, bit with

Ferociousness of

The devil himself

Never ever went away

The topper of them all

Was the mole cricket

Weird, burrowing insect

With mole-like front end

Cricket-like back end

A face, not even

A mother could love

 

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Nothing To Say?

I’ve always got something to say. Just don’t want to give opinions on some things.

National and international news has been dismal of late. Trying to take the high road–not add to the divisiveness.

Love bugs seem to be back early this late summer. Weren’t they supposed to show in September? Maybe they will leave early?

Why are love bugs important? They’re not if you don’t live in the coastal southeastern United States–or, if you go on vacation to this part of the country. Their acidic dead bodies, can damage paint on the front of your car, if not removed promptly.

It’s been awhile since I’ve been without a car. No worries, I can bum rides from neighbors. till the car is released from the auto body shop.

Isn’t it crazy how all the tasks requiring an automobile flood one’s mind. So, I mowed the lawn. Now, I’m too exhausted to think about it..

Double Placebo, Blindfold Test

My hot and cold running, IP connection can be frustrating. Less frustrating because I had a good breakfast.

A few years ago, we hailed “King Kale” as the king of all the leafy green vegetables. Never thought I’d see beets, honored in the same way. Dried beet chips–who’d a thunk it?

I eat each item separately on my plate. There’s no dabbling, sampling a little of this-or-that.  Brussel sprouts and cooked cabbage aren’t among my favorites.  However, spiced up properly, I will try them.

I once knew a fellow that couldn’t stand for anyone to touch his food–other than himself. If someone sampled his French fries, the remaining ones were tossed in the trash. Do you know someone with unusual dietary habits?

In dyslexic fervor, I hung up all of my freshly-laundered trousers facing opposite to the ones already hung. My laziness outweighed any OCD tendencies.

Whatever the situation, it may help to try the Double Placebo, Blindfold Test.  Or was it the Double Blind, Placebo Test?