Ventaholics
I was blog-hopping on my lunch break and ran across a great site called I Hate Bay Area Traffic. It seems pretty new so there’s not a whole lot there just yet but if you’re in the mood to out some idiot in an SUV talking on the damn phone going 50 in the fast lane on the 101 just post a pic in the Caught in the Act section. If I still had a car I’m sure I’d be posting quite a bit here about the idiots in the morning commute who think just because they put their hazards on it’s ok to block an entire lane of traffic while you wait for your dumbshit spouse to run into the store for a coffee and biscuit. Although taking photos of other cars while you’re supposed to be paying attention to the road is a wee bit hypocritical but what the hell. Can’t win em all.
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freakin’ brilliant.
freakin’ stupid!! isn’t takeing a picture of someone in an suv going 50 in the fast lane on 101 just the same as the guy on the phone, probably even worse, at least the guy on the phone is looking at the road.
Makes me think of this quote:
Just as much as we see in others we have in ourselves. ~William Hazlitt
Hey! That’s my site! Thanks for mentioning it! And yes, I am no better than anyone else out there, but I don’t believe I ever said I was! Is it still hypocrisy even when you don’t deny it? :)
I really only have a few problems with actual bay area traffic, ‘coz I ride a motorcycle. And a bicycle. Cars are a waste of space, and time. I reserve my vitriol for the likes of….
a.) Complete idiots who double-park in the mission (esp. along outer Folsom St., you know who you are)
b.) People who ride motorcycles or scooters in the bike lanes (I’ve told a few of you off when I was riding my pushbike in the bike lane, but the rest of you KNOCK IT THE HELL OFF. Anyone who argues this point with me can expect a well-meaning bop in the snoot–yeah, you, the londoner on the CBR600F2, you’re no Terence Stamp. I’ll take you to the floor next time you try to get uppity with me. Believe me, your Arai is no match for my kryptolok. I have one too. I know.)
c.) Those of you punk-ass fools who park in the suicide lanes on Mission and Valencia to get a cup of coffee, or a couple quick beers, or an entire three-course meal. We all know who you are. I know you think you’re getting away with something just ‘coz DPT won’t ticket people who are parking there for funeral and church purposes. I know better. When I’m sitting at Puerto Allegre at 7pm on a Friday night, and I see you get out of your car and walk into Casanova for two hours, what the hell am I supposed to think? You’d better believe that I have DPT’s dispatch # in my celphone, jerk. Ever since one of you bastards called in my motorcycle on the sidewalk on a sunday morning, guess what? I’ve been on a rampage. You’d better believe I can be that petty. Besides which, the only reason DPT no longer tickets the church & funeral people is because they organized and managed to get the DPT to cave. You’ve got no chance of that, you SUV-driving yuppie convenience addict. You’ll have no way of backing out of a ticket when I call you in at 10pm on a Friday. I really don’t think there are any congregations on Friday nights are there? Someone please correct me if I’m wrong.
Oh, I’m sorry. Do I sound a bit angry? Think about what I’ve said for a minute. Does it sound unreasonable? You’d better believe I’ve thought it through.
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