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Traffic Pie
Jul. 28th, 2024 10:22 pmSome years ago, we were watching "Wheel of Fortune" on TV when we saw someone come up with one of the worst failed solves ever. The category was "Same Name", there were no letters visible in the final word, and the contestant announced that the solution must be "Strawberry and Traffic Pie".
Ow. The solution was, of course, "Strawberry and Traffic Jam", because no one has ever seen a traffic pie, but we have all seen a traffic jam.
This story comes to mind, because today I saw a traffic jam. Several traffic jams, in fact, as we returned the Midkiff kids to their parents. The Tri-State had the usual construction-related congestion, far more than I'd expected early on a Sunday. The Borman decided to contribute as well. And we'd gotten off later than I'd intended because of reasons, so we got to our rendezvous point a good 45 minutes later than I'd intended.
I'd have made it on time if it weren't for those kids and their dog. Or something like that. Actually, I'd have made it on time if the traffic were anything reasonable, but today was not a day for reasonableness.
The traffic was similarly bad on the way home, but the Tri-State opened up and I had hope. Except someone appears to have been in a bad accident around the Ogden interchange, resulting in a monstrous backup that took half an hour or so to go two miles. The other driver had clearly had a much worse day than I was having, but this last delay ate all of my gasoline safety margin and contributed to K being fabulously late for her friend Lilly's surprise birthday party.
I finally pulled into the Sam's Club gas station near my home and pumped 14.789 gallons into what I believed to be a 15 gallon tank. That was a bit closer than I had in mind. Although the Internet tells me that the gas tank holds 16.5 gallons, despite what the gauge said.
Anyway, K made it to the party, the Midkiff kids made it back to their parents, so all is well.
I am tired now. :)
Ow. The solution was, of course, "Strawberry and Traffic Jam", because no one has ever seen a traffic pie, but we have all seen a traffic jam.
This story comes to mind, because today I saw a traffic jam. Several traffic jams, in fact, as we returned the Midkiff kids to their parents. The Tri-State had the usual construction-related congestion, far more than I'd expected early on a Sunday. The Borman decided to contribute as well. And we'd gotten off later than I'd intended because of reasons, so we got to our rendezvous point a good 45 minutes later than I'd intended.
I'd have made it on time if it weren't for those kids and their dog. Or something like that. Actually, I'd have made it on time if the traffic were anything reasonable, but today was not a day for reasonableness.
The traffic was similarly bad on the way home, but the Tri-State opened up and I had hope. Except someone appears to have been in a bad accident around the Ogden interchange, resulting in a monstrous backup that took half an hour or so to go two miles. The other driver had clearly had a much worse day than I was having, but this last delay ate all of my gasoline safety margin and contributed to K being fabulously late for her friend Lilly's surprise birthday party.
I finally pulled into the Sam's Club gas station near my home and pumped 14.789 gallons into what I believed to be a 15 gallon tank. That was a bit closer than I had in mind. Although the Internet tells me that the gas tank holds 16.5 gallons, despite what the gauge said.
Anyway, K made it to the party, the Midkiff kids made it back to their parents, so all is well.
I am tired now. :)