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fuck delaware and the horse it rode in on
Dec. 26th, 2005 08:53 pmPam and I were on the way home from the christmas holidays with my folks. At about 3pm ![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
vvalkyri got us on the cell phone, wanting to know if we were going to make the movie at the Drafthouse. I told her that I didn't think we'd be back in Virginia in time. At the time we were about 5 miles from the Delaware Memorial Bridge. For the next three hours we were in bumper to bumper traffic that magically ended at the *last* toll booth in Delaware. For three hours we moved at a pace I could walk, I shudder to think of the cost in man hours of the tens of thousands of cars/trucks on the roads, the entire traffic jam caused so Delaware could get three bucks a car to drive on the road the fed government paid to build.
vvalkyri got us on the cell phone, wanting to know if we were going to make the movie at the Drafthouse. I told her that I didn't think we'd be back in Virginia in time. At the time we were about 5 miles from the Delaware Memorial Bridge. For the next three hours we were in bumper to bumper traffic that magically ended at the *last* toll booth in Delaware. For three hours we moved at a pace I could walk, I shudder to think of the cost in man hours of the tens of thousands of cars/trucks on the roads, the entire traffic jam caused so Delaware could get three bucks a car to drive on the road the fed government paid to build.
