It’s Better in Imagination Than Real Life, But …
Picture this: You’re cruising along in your car on the way to work and come up behind someone plodding along in the left lane, slowing everyone down. So you reach out and press a special button on the dash and – WOOOO-WOOOOOO! – you let him have it with the deafening blast of an authentic train horn.
Setting aside for a moment the distinct possibility that you scare the beejeezus out of the guy so he loses control and causes a 10-car pile-up, the idea does have a certain twisted appeal, doesn’t it.
Well, such a diabolical devise is actually available and you can find out about it at http://trainhornguide.com.
(Way back in my day, the equivalent was something called a Wolf Whistle. It was very cool.)
No, where else can you get valuable information like this?
Yessir … and Mele Kalikimaka to you, too.
Aw, Jim, this arouses covetousness, which used to be a sin, but hey, this is the 21st century, right?
God, how I’d love to use one when what I call a “Self Righteous Prig” is doing two mph below the limit in the fast lane.
Anyway, a Merry Christmas to you & Mrs Jim out there in Hawaii and to all the other folks who stop by here. And also Merry Christmas to all the good Amtrak folks!