JusWondering… Can Other States Have Michigan Lefts?

Why everyone living in Michigan Left... ha!

Why everyone living in Michigan Left... ha!

 This is a post I’ve been wanting to write since November, but I never found my angle.  My basic issue:

Why do we have Michigan lefts? 

They are my mortal enemy, and I plan routes to avoid their gas- and time-consuming design.  I would have went off on a major diatribe about their history (to eventually piss me off) and reason for existence (to actually piss me off), but then I thought:

What other driving annoyances could be named after other states?

For example, people that make wide turns drive me crazy (pun… ha!), so why not name them after the fattest state in America:

Mississippi Wide Turn

On his way to get Kentucky Fried Chicken?

On his way to get Kentucky Fried Chicken?

Or how about people that never use blinkers, that cut other cars off without noticing them, or that brake when they’re merging?  Florida could best represent them because of the old people and their road wandering ways, but that’s too easy.  That’d be like naming traffic jams after California, or paid turnpikes after New Jersey or Ohio.  Wait!  Where are some of the most erratic drivers in this nation?  Got it:

New York Merging

Just don't tell him what I said

Just don't tell him I said this

Then there’s the opposite end of that spectrum.  People that don’t turn off their turn signal, that slow down or stop in the wrong lane to make a left or pull into a parking lot, or that swerve erratically.  It could be the old people again, or even the young this time, but I’m saving Florida for something else.  Let’s call this style of driving:

California Dreaming

"I have a date with Destiny. And it wasn't cheap!"

"I have a date with Destiny. And it wasn't cheap!"

And here’s one annoyance that needs little introduction:

Florida Tailgaters

I guess it could mean you're partying just as well. Cheers!

I guess it could mean you're partying just as well. Cheers!

My last suggestion might need some back story (side story?), so here ya go… I’ve always dreamed of going to Alaska to experienceeither the summer or winter solstice (or both), or to have a chance to witness the northern lights.  Then someone had to pop their little head up into the social consciousness and make me reconsider everything, hence the:

Alaskan U-Turn

"U-turn me right 'round, baby, right 'round, like a hockey mom..."

"U-turn me right 'round, baby, right 'round, like a hockey mom..."

InASense, Lost… Commercials For Quote-Unquote Religions

I remember being a lad of about 29 years old, and I finally gathered the nerve to ask my mom, “Where do babies come from?”

I often think back to my childhood, and remember Saturday mornings as a kid.  Rolling out of bed from underneath my taped together Garbage Pail Kid posters.  Grabbing a box of Cocoa Krispies and the biggest bowl I could handle.  Turning on the TV without a remote control because we had none.  Zoning out to crappy yet awesome cartoons and the commercials that sold me on Transformers and Star Wars and Centurions and M.A.S.K. with little to no effort.  Then there would come along one of these ads:

Granted, it’s not one of the most heartwarming, but very often, they’d catch me by surprise and effect me on a personal level.  Gee, maybe I should help my neighbor shovel the snow instead of throwing snowballs at them from my fort, I might consider.  What I didn’t realize at the time was that it was a COMMERCIAL FOR A RELIGION!  If I wasn’t born and raised Roaming Recovering Roman Catholic, seeing Jesus H. Christ’s name up there might have been a red alert, but I was, so it didn’t.  (Also, I wasn’t raised in a way that told me we were the only ones that were right, so at least I had that going for me.)

So now this little vid is making it’s way around the web.  I recieved it via a link in an email from frequent idea spurner Dave, and I watched it in similar wonder to the old LSD, er, I mean LDS commercials.  It was beautiful, and in fact made me happy to be alive.  Damn YouTube and their header captions:

I guess what I’m saying is it’s much more effective than this old thang:

In other words, how can so many inches of Tom Cruise can be wrong?  (My guess: 60 of his 67…)