Dear DC,
I'm not sure it was the greatest idea to bring a caravan of bussed prisoners through downtown at 8 am today. Last time I checked, 8 am was still right smack in the rush hour here in the Eastern Time Zone. And although I enjoyed the colorful array of armored cars with pretty flashing lights, are you not just asking for a Patriot Games kinda thing when you play like this? And on Pennsylvania Avenue, no less. Marion Barry was so behind this.
I know MS Project and can help improve your planning,
Kris
DC Resident
I'm not sure it was the greatest idea to bring a caravan of bussed prisoners through downtown at 8 am today. Last time I checked, 8 am was still right smack in the rush hour here in the Eastern Time Zone. And although I enjoyed the colorful array of armored cars with pretty flashing lights, are you not just asking for a Patriot Games kinda thing when you play like this? And on Pennsylvania Avenue, no less. Marion Barry was so behind this.
I know MS Project and can help improve your planning,
Kris
DC Resident
Labels: Ranting, Stuff that's wrong with me
19 Comments:
Oh hon, are you asking government workers to be logical because that's just what we call a pipe dream.
Actually, I was having flashbacks to S.W.A.T.
...and you know how that worked out.
Yikes.
Did you at least flash them?
What are you talking about, Kris? That's the best time! Let's compare pros and cons. A-hem.
Pros
- You show taxpayers where their money is going;
- Much like at a car wreck, people stop and stare and they enjoy that;
- Bystanders are entertained;
- They provide conversation for all who notice them.
Cons
- Slowing down traffic;
- May get loose.
So you see, there are more pros than cons.
See it's thing like this that make me glad I dont live in a mojor city anymore
For some reason, I picture this as a bunch of hard-core, big-time-dangerous cons in a large paddy-wagon with long bars instead of proper steel sides (not unlike the stereotypical circus homes of the Lion). And I picture the convicts rattling their cages and making scary faces at all of the DC residents. And I picture those poor people stuck in a traffic jam next to said Circus Truck O' Convicts staring straight ahead, white-knuckle grip on the wheel, trying to pretend that the con to their left isn't making obscene and/or threatening gestures.
For some reason, this makes me giggle.
Yay municipal governments.
Speaking of Marion Barry, do you know there is an actual berry -- like the fruit -- called a marionberry? It's in one of the Naked Juice smoothies. Oh, the jokes that can come out of that one ...
Ah, the joys of driving in DC. I almost got hit by a motorcade who was on MY side of Rock Creek Parkway a couple of days ago. I bet it was Cheney being a Dick.
If they were on Penn, then they must be the financial types of convicts.
All money flows down Pennsyvania Ave...
(Hey, that Kim is pretty clever!)
Oh. . .yikes.
So glad I commute out.
Tear drop tats make me tingly in my happy place.
Did you see my dad? Just kidding. Oh boy....the first crime was committed was naming a child Marion Barry, I think this is retaliation for that.
Heehee I was going to ask if you flashed them, too.
He he he!
The government always makes such brilliant decissions, doesn't it?
You just need one thing on your schedule.
Me.
In a cape.
I'll save your city.
Or not.
Really, it's up to the writers.
It is all in the timing...and it never fails that something will snag rush hour traffic when it could have been avoided.
Reminds me of the Senior Citizen days at the grocery store...you deserve to have that cart run over your heel if you are stupid enough to shop on Wednesday.
Why does a fruit have anything to do with prisoners in and around Pennsylvania Avenue during rush hour?
They were on their way to a Con Air flight and there was no other route. And someone from the US Marshal's office said hi.
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