Saturday, September 5, 2009

LA Traffic

Switch it up a bit, talk about a random topic.

I may be biased, but in LA, the 101, 405, and 10 form a triangle of death, a Bermuda triangle if you will, around Hollywood, Century City and Downtown L.A. that suffocates many a driver on a daily basis. It's a death zone that may cost you hours on end, a place you avoid at all costs, even at nights, and shame on you if you think you'll get to your destination on time.


It's easy to say, "Everyone knows this. It's not a secret. Here's the thing, though: sometimes the still traffic can lull you to sleep. You'll have a clean drive one day, nothing but smooth sailing, and you're like, "wow, this isn't so bad. I could do this every day." You store this in the back of your mind, you go about the rest of the day without thinking about it, then wake up the following morning and do the same drive expecting the same. UH-unh. not happening. Bumper to bumper, guys cutting you off, motorcycles getting through the cracks and getting ahead, you sitting back in your car groaning and having to listen to traffic updates on the radio belatedly stating the obvious: That you are PIGEONHOLED in traffic.

I am not a big fan of traffic. This may be a difficult year commuting to school.


Enjoyable things in life: Listening to the Colin Cowherd show. Gotta give this guy props, he gives to you fresh, he gives you what he thinks, and he's perfected his trade. I AM research!

Playing any kind of sport in LA: No wonder so many athletes come from around here. The temperature doesn't get too hot in the summer, it's usually 75 and sunny, there's no winter storms or April showers to worry about, and the wind is just a gentle breeze that cools you off a bit. Go outside and grab any ball you want and it's yours. Makes me think I woulda been an athlete if I grew up here (probably not). But explains why chess is more popular in the I-L-L than So-Cal. And also why people in So-cal don't read anything besides Harry Potter.

Brett Favre is a prima donna ( 3 days ago I spelled this word pre-madonna during a fantasy football draft to the whole league, cracked people up, in the bad way). I'm not wearing those Wrangler jeans, Brett.

Football makes me think of snow. Snow makes me think of getting to class in zero-degree weather with a biting December wind. Will I ever have to go back to that?

Apologize for the randomness today. Trying not to peek at who won the final Power-of-veto competition in the BB house. Absolutely distressed when Natalie won a fact-or-fiction HoH competition (very random comp, IMO) that put Michele in jeopardy this week. Sigh. If only I could be warped in the house (like a wizard) and give Natalie her due.

Playoffs in fantasy baseball start next week. My suggestion for fellow about-to-begin-playoffs owners: set your pitching staff NOW, check the other staff's pitching staff, and consider becomeing an ERA nurse (start only one guy who you KNOW will pitch well, then bench all other pitchers and just settle w/ ERA and WHIP cats for the week, take chances with batting. Recommended if have a batting-heavy split like I do, PLUS opponent is pitching-rich. Use with discretion; Exercise extreme caution.

Fantasize on,

Robert Yan

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