Yeah. In the Willamette Valley, it’s not the snow and ice that get you; it’s the other drivers. I was speaking with a trusted source yesterday who claimed he saw two Eugene drivers slide by while they were speaking on their cell phones! Eeek; just eeek.
It was like this in N.C. too. Although there, the danger was transplants who didn’t understand that we got ice, not snow. The locals knew not to try to drive.
Josh Jasper
Yakety sax Makes everything funnier
Julia
I just wish I could share this with others. Unfortunately, unlike YouTube, iReport won’t let me click on the danged video to get to the source page, and searching yields naught. Sucks.
In regular English, that is going to be my neighborhood this weekend. I spent 45 minutes in line at the grocery store behind people stocking up for the stormpocolypse.
Oh, that’s awful. And that JUST happened to my sister and I, driving up an icy mountain road in Vermont. That is, she kept speeding up every time she climbed a hill, much to my alarm, until she explained that it was far *more* dangerous to lose momentum.
Then there’s this one…also in Portland, last year.
That’s a classic one.
Yeah. In the Willamette Valley, it’s not the snow and ice that get you; it’s the other drivers. I was speaking with a trusted source yesterday who claimed he saw two Eugene drivers slide by while they were speaking on their cell phones! Eeek; just eeek.
It was like this in N.C. too. Although there, the danger was transplants who didn’t understand that we got ice, not snow. The locals knew not to try to drive.
Yakety sax Makes everything funnier
I just wish I could share this with others. Unfortunately, unlike YouTube, iReport won’t let me click on the danged video to get to the source page, and searching yields naught. Sucks.
Julia, the original is at http://www.ireport.com/docs/DOC-164378
That’s dem what we like to call dah baloney skin tiahrs. 😉
In regular English, that is going to be my neighborhood this weekend. I spent 45 minutes in line at the grocery store behind people stocking up for the stormpocolypse.
Oh, that’s awful. And that JUST happened to my sister and I, driving up an icy mountain road in Vermont. That is, she kept speeding up every time she climbed a hill, much to my alarm, until she explained that it was far *more* dangerous to lose momentum.