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Crazy Thoughts

Today I am thankful for the bizarre thoughts I have while driving.


Everybody undergoes a trance-like state while driving.  When driving, we in a state of focused attention.....a hypnotic trance.   We may feel like we are zoned out but, in reality, if a person dares cut us off in traffic, we would be on our brakes at before we ever knew what happened.

This is the phenomenon known as highway hypnosis.


None of these people are running in my area.  This is an advertisement for one of my favorite places to buy yard signs.

I stopped at a red light and noticed many campaign yard signs for my local government candidates in the corner.  Most of the signs were for Democrats.  Democrats, in this area, have a penchant for stealing yard signs of competitors and replacing them with their own (we've taken lots of videos of this over the past ten years or so).

I laughed when I realized that some of these people are going to be my future nemeses.

Then I realized that I need to leave the insurance business if I want to play in a political playground again.  Open enrollment coincides with the elections!





Not all Californian transplants are bad but I have to say, their influence has ruined our state.  We've had quite a few Californians move to Colorado over the past fifteen years.  They've driven up the cost of living.  They've messed with our political structure.  They've helped pass many asinine laws (e.g. speeding in the left lane of the highway or risk a ticket).

Transplants typically tailgate to the point where you can't see their headlights in your rear view mirror, which sucks, because there are streets I would turn to get out of the way if I knew that the driver behind me wanted to make a turn.

They are often too close for me to see their turn signals. 

Sigh....

Native Coloradoans have a habit of waving if you let them into your lane while driving.  Newbies don't do this. 

Today, after letting an older Californian man into traffic, he waved the I love you sign at me.

I fell in love. 

That hand gesture can sure make a man incredibly attractive.

Hippies are a lot of fun. 


I wondered what would happen if I shot people this hand gesture?

In reality, I typically make two motions with my hands while driving.

When someone is driving a car that sounds like it is on it's last legs, I do a protection spell with my hand. 

When someone is driving in a manner that risks other people, I do a banishing hand movement to get them off of the road.  I also do banishing spells at toll roads, too. 

I despise government fees, especially when half of the money raised goes to a private enterprise!  Why should taxpayers pay for the same road twice?  Why should tax money go to a for-profit corporation? 

Yeah...... CDOT will never again win a tax hike.  They've lost the trust of the people of Colorado. 

I hope their little public-private partnership was worth it to them.

If a red-headed woman, driving an 89 Buick with hypnosis placards on her car, makes a hand movement towards you and you're being a jackass, get off the road before you get raped by a speeding ticket or killed in a wreck.

Yeah, I admit that the things that cross my mind while driving are crazy.

At least I smile while I'm in my hypnotic trance.

May you be amused while stuck in traffic, too.

Love ya,

S. 

  





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