Traffic growled and snarled, rising at times to a machine-gun rata-tat-tat, while pedestrians were scuttling about with that desperate ratlike urgency characteristic of all big American cities, but which reaches its ultimate in New York.
You try getting through the Hollows traffic with a stoned redhead hanging out the window shouting, 'I'm king of the world!' ~Lee
I think ever since Numbers ended, I've been trying to find a way to get back in a situation like that. It was lovely to drive in traffic with other people going to their jobs every day.
A traffic policeman stops Sister Bridget for speeding. She pulls into the side of the road and winds down her window. The officer walks round and starts undoing his fly. "Oh dear," she says, "Not the breathalyser again. "
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I'm surprised when I see someone doing the logical, commonsense thing: Walk facing the oncoming traffic.
Uh uh uh, turning the car into oncoming traffic. . . is counterproductive!
In the home we make certain distinctions about functions of rooms and corridors; we do not deliver the groceries straight into the baby's crib. In hospitals we do not take the food trolleys right through the operating chamber, and we rarely have the recreation room next to the convalescent room. We sort out the functions. We have to sort out the functions of the city and the streams of traffic and re-create arterial systems that allow us to breathe. . . the shape, pattern and sense of community which you expect if it were a home.
I enjoy small towns, I've got my friends there. I have friends in L. A. too, but I'm not much on traffic.
I don't hate people - not remotely other than they make you crazy in traffic, but as I get older I kind of see more and more why people do what they do.
Watch out for trees and traffic. The change is slow, the impact great, yet we miss the one and mistake the other.
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They say no one knows if we all see red the same way. Except traffic cops.
There are never any traffic jams on the extra mile.
There is nothing worse for me than sitting in traffic. That's what killed me in L. A.
I always get scared of traffic cops when I'm driving, like I freak out even when I'm not doing anything wrong. I still think they're going to pull me over and arrest me.
No one wanted to spontaneously combust into flames, especially not in traffic. ’ – Sundown
Vehicular traffic is completely forbidden in the green strips, where tranquility shall reign and the curse of noise shall not penetrate.
If I could just get Broom to cooperate, we could fly, Glo said. Then we wouldn't have to worry about traffic. Harry Potter didn't have to worry about traffic. You relize Harry Potter isn't real, right? Of course, but he could be. I mean, maybe not Harry Potter, but someone like him. Who's to say?
I don't know the traffic regulations of every city I get to either, but I manage to drive through without being arrested.