Hey it’s Terrific Tuesday again! How’s everything in your neck of the woods?Today my oldest son Brian is 23. He is at Tech and well, I am glad I had the opportunity to see him last night. How I miss the days of fun parties and toy gifts!
I am ready to call it a day. The rain has bummed me out and well, some days are better than others.
First we have had numerous comments on the blog about the speed limit on country roads. I agree with both. Mind the speed limits posted and don’t tail gate especially for young and inexperienced drivers. As for poke- a -longs and you know who they are on your road, stop it!!! They pull out in front from side roads in the only burst of speed they have and then go 20 mph. Farmer Brown goes putt putt either in his truck or tractor. Back when my Daddy was Farmer Brown he would pull off the road and let traffic pass as he was a gentleman. That sadly is no longer the case most of the time. Making people follow behind just to toot your kazoo is not cool.
Changing speed limits in unsafe areas is cool. Neighborhoods do not need 55 mph even in the boondocks. If you hit a deer, well it happens. I spent months trying to get over one hitting me. I was going the posted speed limit. We live in a county full of deer. Look carefully when you drive. Always, paying attention is a good idea. But they will dart out. Deer are just like that with a Kamikaze nature.
Put the cell phone in the glove box. I have started zippering mine up. If you think someone might be driving, don’t call or text. Send a text later. For me an annoyance? I am usually at the Roanoke Times on Monday and Friday and when people call me either at the time I would be driving one way or the other and ask me, ” What are you doing?” Well geez, I cannot repeat what goes through my head!The rest of the time I am driving around Botetourt. I just get incommunicado basically because having tried three different carriers, cell phone service in this county stinks.
I love Facebook messages much more than any other communication. They seem somewhat clandestine. A message rather than a post. Oh boy!
I’ve said enough. I am going to call it a day and not on my cell phone either! See ya next week.