Traffic reports (why I hate this town cont'd) Atlanta is infamous for it's traffic. The ubiquitous ladder on the interstate that causes an hour back-up. The multitudes of tractor trailers that overturn shutting down interstates for half the day, only because the schmuck that was driving didn't realize that they really DO have to slow down to take the exit ramp that has a lit, flashing warning sign stating "25 MPH". S.A.M's that want to put an end to their miserable little lives and decide to try and jump off a bridge or overpass onto the interstate, and accomplishing what? You guessed it, shutting down the interstate. But do they accomplish their original intent? Of course not. It's only an attention thing.

Like most everybody else in the Metro Atlanta area, I commute to work. Typical drive time from home to office is around 40 minutes, as long as you leave the house prior to 6:15 in the morning. Anytime after that and you can expect to be on the highways and byways for over an hour. Just to get to a crappy job you don't want to be wasting 8 hours at anyway.

So while you're practicing your parking skills across an eight lane highway, what is there to do? Well, most cars nowadays have what is called a "radio". These nifty little inventions allow you to receive "broadcasts". Music, news, sports, weather and , TRAFFIC!
The problem with the traffic reports is they are almost always too little, too late. Typically, by the time I have reached my destination is the time that I am hearing about the root cause of the standstill that I just crawled my way through. All too often the traffic report never actually mentions the road that you are traveling on.

Where's the report that simply states "traffic is screwed, don't even leave your home"?

Thanks Captain Traffic.

Thanks for nothing.  ¶ 10:00 AM