Bayareans:
Did you know the Bay Bridge once had motherfucking streetcars?
Grandma approves of your pimped ride. Time to rethink.
“A truck driver died early today after losing control on the Bay Bridge S-curve and plummeting in his big rig 200 feet.
The crash happened about 3:30 a.m. as the big rig, loaded with pears, was traveling on the westbound upper deck at about 50 mph - 10 mph over the speed limit.
There have been more than 42 accidents in the curved area since it opened Sept. 8 as part of the eastern span replacement project, but this morning’s crash was the first in which someone died, authorities said. Cross said.
CHP officials believe the S-curve is safe. “We don’t believe it’s a design flaw,” he said. ‘There’s nothing tricky or complicated about the curve.’”
Got Pot? Fly from Oakland
Oakland International Airport may be the nation’s only airport with a specific policy letting users of medical marijuana travel with the drug.
Very Cool.
Funny story.
Not long after 9/11, I attended a NIDA conference in DC. I went with several “patient advocates” (which is to say, former drug addicts).
Some of us were sharing a room at the hotel. As one of my roommates unpacked, the smell of skunky weed overpowered the space. My blood ran cold when I saw him unload a full brick of marijuana from his suitcase.
All the tickets had been purchased under my name. I still shudder to think what would have happened had security caught him. (More than a few hours in a small, brightly lit room, I can tell you.) When he saw how thermonuclear pissed I was getting, he pulled out his medical marijuana card as if to say, “Duh”.
I tried to explain how the TSA at Ronald Reagan International Airport didn’t give a flying fuck what laminated card the state of California gave him, and enforced federal law accordingly. He blew me off until I told him I’d be alerting TSA to his suitcase before we received our boarding passes for the return flight. That got his attention and Johnny Reefer was furious.
“What am I gonna do with all this weed?”
When I recommended he flush it, he looked as if I’d suggested lighting a suitcase of $100 bills on fire. Him and the other advocates spent the rest of the conference stoned out of their gourd so as to not waste any—which, come to think of it, was probably the best way to endure a NIDA conference.
Federalism: disregard it, go to jail.
Whoa, hey, google maps … that is seriously frowned upon.
(via continuityerror)
Diverse and professional as a box of crackers.
damn. Martini livery Porsche 917
That is a beautiful machine.
But I wonder when we as a culture will come to grips with the fact that men of a certain age will never be able to gaze upon an automobile thus colored without feeling like it might anthropomorphize into an an alien robot.
