I promise, for at least a month, not to complain about Sacramento traffic. I sped down I-5 yesterday, cruising along between speeding and really speeding until I hit The Grapevine, that mystical mountaineous area separating the Greater Los Angeles area from the rest of the world. The next 80 miles took me nearly five hours to traverse.
I have to say though, they do know what they are doing, those LA drivers. Not once did I feel as though I took my life in my hands like I do everyday driving in Sacramento.
I have a week of painting JMD's house to look forward to, but hopefully I'll get some breaks in to stop by.
Published on: Nov 19, 2006
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