Wednesday, February 13, 2008
"Hey you kids! Don't go playing in traffic!"
In addition to telling radio listeners about the locations of accidents and stalled cars, our local traffic reporters give updates on the foreign objects in the road.
This has amused and delighted us since we moved out here, and we keep a list on the refrigerator door. Here's just a tiny excerpt:
someone's garage door
a man in a gorilla suit, waving at motorists
a bunch of metal
a bunch of garbage
ten baby ducklings
45,000 gallons of water
a big roll of tarp that is unrolling
a refrigerator box
metal pipes rolling around
a momma duck and her baby ducklings
some wooden palettes
a sod clean up
it isn't a christmas tree, it's a garbage can
cats off to the side of the road
the first ladder of the evening
a load of previously smashed cars
You get the idea.
Last Saturday, Robb and I were driving on the freeway, at a particularly tricky merge area. One lane to our right, and slightly ahead of us was a vehicle pulling a very small U-Haul trailer. As we all drove along, we noticed that the door to the trailer was not secured, and was starting to swing open. You could see all the nearby drivers tense up.
But when the door swung open and revealed four kid goats, I'm not sure who looked more stunned, the motorists or the goats.
Thankfully, everyone nearby took it upon themselves to alert the goat-hauler, and he pulled over before his cargo could hop out into traffic.