Strange Brew by John Deering for August 03, 2021

Eh. On one of the roads I travel several times a year, there’s a sign visible to eastbound traffic which is about 8 miles east of the nearest gas station. It says (approximately)

“WARNING Next gasoline 42 miles ahead”.

I laugh every time

Presence is proved by absence?

Cue music. Welcome to the ‘Twilight Zone’

A trucker friend of mine once opined, “They’s only two seasons in Indiana: Winter Season and Construction Season.” After decades of deterioration here in hyper-GOP, hyper-parsimonious Indiana, there are MANY road projects underway; so many that the detours have detours. In one case on Ind. 42 (a paved two lane state highway), the orange signs say, “Lane Restrictions Ahead”; but the crews actually demolished a bridge, removing both lanes. The only detour, of about 10 miles, requires that all vehicles transfer to county roads, most of which are narrow gravel roads. To add to the aggravation, the SOP seems to be to start one project, then let it languish for a year or two, while starting other projects, before completing the first one. Some parts of I-70 are so rough that trucks are directed into the left lane to prevent them from further pulverizing the right lane.

This definitely isn’t I-95…

Remember. If lost on the Interstate, moss always grows on the north side of a workman’s shovel.

They have those? Where?

Don’t you just love those signs that say “Work Zone Fines Doubled” where they haven’t done any work in years but they can still double the fines?

Now don’t get excited, it’s just for five miles.

they have to put up these signs now so people have a little bit of hope that their more expensive than a home, car, will actually be worth while owning.

There’s a ghost crew working.

No construction zone. That will take some getting use to…..

I’d love to see that on Hwy 24 going through Illinois, Kentucky and Tennessee!

Hello. My name is not Inigo Montoya. You did not kill my father. Do not prepare to die.

I wanted to build a church on I-71 near Columbus, just so I could name it,“Our Lady of Perpetual Construction”.