Taxi

Incidentally, this is the movie I was talking about:
The Real Taxi

This:
The Fake Taxi
Is at least smart enough to refernce it in France.

Daewoo Damnation

Watched Taxi a couple weeks ago. The one with Queen Latifah. It's not as good as the original French one. Besson is so much better than Garant. I was offended I had to watch it.

The next night I dreamed about a yellow Daewoo hatchback. Damnit.

A week later I saw a Daewoo on the road. It had directional tires. The driver's side rear was on backwards. The passenger's side rear was a different brand. That can't be fun at highway speeds.

I've been cursed with Daewoo.

Rain

It's been raining solid for two days. In the desert. All hell breaks loose here when it rains.

Ambulances, fire trucks, police... Sirens going, lights blazing, authority figures racing about.

Floods, wrecks, and general mayhem. Even the cats are staying inside.

Cabbage

More fun on the airport connector.

I was driving the Vette to work. Fun car, and the nose is really low on the ground.

Everyone is being orderly, behaving themselves and merging well. Then along comes a SUV taxi. Pretty high front bumper.

He gets up and tries to wedge in front of me. So I pop the gas and stick the front of my car under the front fender of his SUV. Funny thing, he stopped acting like a dick after that.

In Which The Author Almost Gets Creamed - Again

I was passing a line of cars. They were in the turn lane, about 25 or 30 deep. I'm cruising down the right lane doing about 20, getting prepped to turn right at the light. Some jackass in a SUV turns through the line of cars and jumps so close in front of me that I left some serious skid marks. I woulda just let go and punched into his rear axle for the price of a new car, but I had an appointment and didn't want to cancel on account of jackassery.

Troppy Woopsy

Tropicana eastbound past Mountain Vista. It's 6:30 AM, everyone has their lights on. So what happens? The one car on that stretch of road hits the one car pulling out on that stretch of road. All with their lights on. Not something you could easily miss. But, hey, this is Vegas.

Night Driving

Vacuum actuated headlights.
Stiff suspension.
Thirty six year old rubber hoses.

Connect the dots.

The cool thing is that people in front of me started switching lanes to get out of my way.

Realization

One of these days I'm going to become a statistic.

New hint: don't come out of a car wash and try to jump out into traffic driving a car with lots of torque and no weight on the driving wheels. When the height of traction control in your car is posi from the early seventies you're going to occasionally surprise yourself. And the people around you.

Not Selling

My car doesn't have a For Sale sign on it, so please stop offering to buy it. Especially please stop offering to buy it for 1/3 the value while your truck catches fire. Seriously, that's just going to embarass both of us. But mostly you. Me it just annoys.

Homeless Guy Likes My Car

Sitting at an offramp waiting for a stoplight. Homeless guy: "Hey, is that a '72?"

"Nope, '71."

"Oh, cool car, man."

So my car has been complimented by a homeless guy. Not sure quite what that means, but it seems significant somehow.

Fits Under

I discovered that a Corvette fits under the back of a 3/4 ton Chevy 4x4 pickup. How did I discover this? Well, I was switching lanes (two to the right - yeah, I know, stupid decision on my part) when the guy ahead of me popped his brakes as I was looking over my shoulder. Ya crank the wheel real fast when you find yourself under another vehicle. Real fast.

Sigh...

Okay guys, once again: when traffic is really boogered up, hitting another car just doesn't help. Not at all. Seems like a simple concept, doesn't it? I thought so too.

Why Oh Why

Okay, it's clearly going to be a long grumpy bit of gridlock because they closed the airport connector down to one lane. It sucks, we all know it, so just relax, get along, and we'll all get through it quicker.

Do not:
Ram the guy ahead of you. You're not getting anywhere faster - in fact, you're going to make things worse for everyone else.

Do not:
Get pulled over and have your car searched for drugs. Seriously, not helping things here, guy.

Do not:
Try to jump ahead of the line. I will push you into a barrel. In fact, out of spite, I may just stop and let other people in ahead of me (someone did that today when a dumbass got fidgety and jumped around traffic to get ahead of people).

Your best bet is to just go around the whole thing since obviously you can't play well with others.