Every time I come back to the PNW, I'm struck by just how well everyone drives.
Yes, yes, I know we have a hatred for drivers in every state (everyone's a bad driver who isn't us!), but after living in Ohio and Illinois and driving around Indiana a lot, I learned a new appreciation for PNW drivers. But how much of this was just my own bias? So I decided to look up the states with the top 10 worst driving records. AND LO AND BEHOLD....
Here are the states with the worst rate of traffic accidents, in order:
1.) Pennsylvania
2.) Michigan
3.) Illinois
4.) Ohio
5.) Georgia
6.) Minnesota
7.) Virginia
8.) Indiana
9.) Texas
10.) Wisconsin
See, I am not just biased! Ohio and Indiana really *are* full of bad drivers!
Sunday, February 14, 2010
Yes, Ohio Drivers Really Do Suck
Monday, April 27, 2009
Tuesday, February 17, 2009
Drinking the Kool-Aid
I'm watching Obama's Denver speech about the stimulus bill. I've read the pros and cons. I've listened to the GOP arguments (largely summed up by, "Soooooooooociiiaaaaaaaaliiiiiiiiiissssssssm!"). I understand everybody's fears.
Yet we happily invested trillions of dollars into foreign wars over the last eight years while our own country failed. Wars that killed tens of thousands of innocent people.
And we're not willing to invest in our own infrastructure? Our own country? Our own people? We'll spend billions to rebuild Iraq... but not our own country?
There's a great TED talk by Bill Gates where he points out that there are huge, important initiatives that will never be addressed by the free market. His example was malaria. Hundreds of thousands die of malaria in poor countries. There's no free market drive to prevent these deaths... because there's no money in it.
I was reminded of what Lyndon B. Johnson said when he desegregated schools. To paraphrase, "Sometimes we don't do things because they're popular. We do them because they're right."
(Also, why does the president have to sign the bill ten times? That was a neat bit of trivia)
Monday, January 21, 2008
Saturday, October 27, 2007
Thursday, October 25, 2007
Saturday, July 28, 2007
Real Age Calculator
Even with diabetes, this odd little hippie test insists I shall live until 90.
This is mainly because all of my grandparents and great grandparents are in their 80s and 90s.
Diabetes genes + Logevity genes = me.
I have no idea what the "real age" part of this test means. Apparently, I have the body of a 10 year old. No idea.
(via jlundberg)
Tuesday, July 17, 2007
Friday, July 13, 2007
Occupation: First Lady
Little-known fact: most presidents since the 70s release some form of their tax returns to the public.
Here's George W. Bush's tax return for last year. I'm not terribly surprised that he somehow managed to get a refund of over $19,000 while I owed over $500 this year, but whatever.
The part that amused me, however, is that Laura Bush's occupation is listed as "First Lady."
It is, indeed, a position that requires a shitload of work. It's also an unpaid position, however. Do stay-at-home moms list their occupation as "homemaker"? I'm honestly curious.
Wednesday, July 04, 2007
But I Have 15K in Credit Card Debt!
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Man, I'm never going to break even!
Tuesday, June 26, 2007
Monday, June 25, 2007
Friday, June 15, 2007
Because it Doesn't Always Have to Be That Way
Whenever people start arguing about biological roles and restrictions and "that's just the way it's always been" and "it'll always be that way," it always pissed me the fuck off, not only because things could be really differet, but because sometimes, things are really different (fast foward to about minute 4 if you're impatient).
It'll just "always be that way" until a bunch of you decide that it isn't.
Sunday, June 03, 2007
Friday, June 01, 2007
Tuesday, May 29, 2007
In the End, Everybody DIES
Not exactly uplifting, is it? (wait for the gifs to begin scrolling - it's a little slow)
Wednesday, April 11, 2007
And Then There Were Some
Some stuff you don't often hear about being done by women.
Women Gladiators:
Wiki
Gladiatrix
Journal of Combative Sport
Women Bullfighters:
La Diosa Rubia
A Few Fighters
Marie Barcelo
Sunday, March 11, 2007
Some Seasonings
Star Wars Wiki.
Bullshit bingo for the workplace (something to do during all those meetings!)
Seahenge.
Cryogenic frogs.
The Miracle Fruit.
Universal doormat.
Friday, February 16, 2007
Thursday, February 15, 2007
Names I've Given My Hardware
I was never one of those people who had names for my cars, mainly because I never actually owned them - my parents did. I got my first laptop as a graduation present when I finished highschool, and though I never named it at the time, the person I gave it to when I upgraded starting calling it "The Beast" because it weighs something like ten pounds (it also, unlike two of the three laptops that followed it, still works).
I had a nice, big-screened Gateway computer after that, which also went unnammed, though I certainly whispered many and varied terms of endearment over it when it actually managed to store 20 gigs worth of music.
When that one blew up on me, I bought one of those tablet PCs and called it "bird" because of it's small size (I think it weighed 2lbs).
When that one gave out on me last year or the year before, I bought this new Sony Vaio with the slick looking screen and comfy keyboard. It's reasonably light, but far from compact, and I've got a big wide screen for watching movies and a big keyboard for comfortably typing up a lot of fucking books.
It also just so happened that I was hip-deep in God's War about that time, and when I had to type in a name for this computer, the first one that popped into my head was the name of GW's heroine: Nyx.
My ipod, which I got soon after, has the name of Nyx's female sidekick: Anneke (that's the little name that shows up next to the drive letter and everything. It always makes me snicker).
If I keep burning through computers like this, I may have to shelve the old shells on the ego shelf with the actual books whose characters I named the hardware after and whose pages were typed on the same machines.
Books and dead laptops filed away on the same shelves feels very Gibson.


