News these days, is like raw sewage. We produce too much and it will of course kill you. Fear not! After some of my patented caustic treatment, it will be filtered, safe, and palatable with mangled aphorisms thrown in to confuse you.
Monday, June 2, 2008
Moto cross
As I sat in a vantage position in what seemed to be the intersection of at least 300 roads, I marveled at the French ingenuity and engineering skills. Well, okay, that bar sat at the intersection of perhaps 6 streets, but still I think watching traffic was amazing. Very much like the Subcontinent, except instead of cattle you have lackadaisical pedestrians sauntering in the middle of every street, raising their hands with an upturned palm to put traffic in its place. As if motorists have rights on the road, especially when the light is green.
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
No comments:
Post a Comment