Monday, December 3, 2007

TYPE SLOWLY: When you put almost a thousand miles on your odometer in less than a week of solitary driving, you tend to mull over the same questions for improbably long periods of time -- why haven't I been listening to Spoon more?; is Lompoc the largest U.S. urban area I've visited that's not on a major highway? (answer: no; that's Wenatchee, but close). Here are the two that troubled me the most:
  • Is Pavement's Steven Malkmus a free-associating poet of the obscure, or is he just an author of pretentiously awful lyrics?
  • How can there be so many people in the world, and specifically in San Luis Obispo County, who don't know the fundamental rule of freeway driving: the only excuse for traveling the same speed as or slower than the traffic in the lane to your right is that the person immediately in front of you is preventing you from speeding up?

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