I see your pfp. I just came home from a road trip to Galveston, and I think I’ve had my fill of Buc-ees for a while. The brisket sandwiches and jerky are worth it, though.
My in-laws live on a private road. They’re the fourth lot down from the main road (for the uninitiated, if your property would block access to another property, then there exists an access easement across your property, and you must allow people - principally the owners - to traverse your property so they can get to theirs). Everyone is responsible for (but not obligated to) maintaining the stretch of road in front of their houses. The first couple houses are owned by folks with a good chunk of change and the road is as nice as it gets. The third house down has never done a thing to their stretch of road and it’s a piece of shit for that little bit. You’re cranking the steering wheel from lock to lock to lock again to avoid holes 6 inches deep. Their house is in a sorry state so there’s not a chance in the world they have the money to fix the road up. My in-laws throw some gravel in the holes from time to time to make things a little easier on themselves.
The municipality can’t/won’t do a thing. They don’t own the road and it’s not like the neighbors are blocking people in or out. The road is only nigh (not completely) impassable.
I honestly hate the vast majority of Christmas music. And I’ve never worked retail. God I feel awful for anyone who has to work that sector between November and January.
Last Christmas gets a pass though. I kinda love Wham
The fed subsidizes the shit out of our fuel because the car industry is lobbying it to because the car industry knows that if Americans pay what the rest of the modern world does for gas, then chugga chugga choo choo motherfuckers, we’re finally building some goddamned trains.
That, or they won’t get to sell their huge, overly marked up trucks to middle class suburbanites anymore.
Either of those things would be good for everyone.
I’d also support regulation that bans modifying the ride height of a vehicle. All bumpers should align as a factory spec. We made 70s cars ugly because they required 5 mph bumpers, but we won’t tell Cletus he can’t make his truck bumper sit at neck level so that he doesn’t wipe out a family of four in a Toyota Corolla when he blows through a red light? Horseshit.
I’d say more than half the crappy situations I end up in are both outside of and beyond my control. Sometimes, you just have to ride the suck train until things improve. Therapy is a powerful tool, but it has its limits, and it’s important to know when and how it can be helpful.