Well, I certainly won't be raising my hand...mostly because I'm using both hands to type, but partly because I have no idea what you are talking about.
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Tomorrow could prove interesting.
That last statement was so generally true that I didn't feel I needed to elaborate in that post, but I will here: I get to drive most of the length of Idaho with a winter storm warning in effect. It would only get worse if I were to wait another day, so I'm going.
Still wondering about the origin of that word. I might look it up...if I remember....later.
Y'aint wrong
Found the origin of the name:
https://www.tenfourmagazine.com/2015...circus-wagons/
And that just raises a new question: How the heck did szlamany know this? It doesn't seem like it was in common usage, but more of a sub-culture thing.
Driving from CT to St. Charles Missouri, and back, for example. In my bosses Cadillac, 1984 model of some sort, with the required CB radio (to talk to the truckers) and of course an 8-track...
...listening to exactly that song, well not exactly, lol!
"My Maserati does 185! I lost my license, now I don't drive"...that was an 8-track hit for us!
I can't tell you the number of times I've left southern CT on a weekend to be in Toronto for a meeting Monday AM - at least I drove a Trans-Am!
Ah, so you heard about the Monfort Lane from the CB?
I knew about CBs, and occasionally encountered one, but never had one. They were a natural fascination of youth. They were essentially the Twitter of their day: Short messages, often sub-culture lingo.
Mostly, I knew about the song:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Sd5ZLJWQmss
Not the movie, though.
Awww, don't worry... you'll find someone.Quote:
I'm dating myself here, lol!
I was going to make a quip like that, as well, but was more curious about the lane.
Meanwhile, my decision to work from home is being reinforced as the rain is turning to snow. Nothing like an icy commute home in the dark.
I was driving home in the dark one time when I saw something glowing red come from the car ahead of me. At first, I thought that perhaps it was a lit cigar, but it did appear too large. As it bounced past me on the interstate, I realized that it was a lump of metal a bit smaller than a baseball, glowing bright orange/yellow.
It had come from the bottom of the car, not out the window. I got off at the next exit. Hope they didn't get hauled off on a tow truck, but when lumps of glowing metal are falling off the bottom of your car, it just isn't your day.
That's still nothing like an icy commute home in the dark, though. Quite the opposite, actually.
As the snow falls clunkily outside the window, I notice that we're currently over 150% of normal for the year, so far. That's a great start. I see more storms should arrive towards the end of the week. We need all we can get.
Some places don't care so much about winter snow, but it's pretty vital to this region.
Vital for the fish, too, not just the people.