On Monday morning, there were three Tiger trucks this size on the street between 3:00 a.m and 3:30 a.m. I'm starting to feel them later in the evening, and earlier in the morning. The one above was spotted in early afternoon Monday. He was coming from Vincennes, and took a turn so wide that he was almost on the sidewalk on the southwest corner -- and not far from that parked car's ass.
Isn't he a beauty? 80,000 lbs loaded, and no longer plaguing the waking and sleeping hours of Main Street residents in desperate need of having their property values raised by Mayor Jeff Gahan, even as residents of other streets cope with the diversion that doesn't exist, according to a City Hall well versed in Orwellian fabrications.
And there he goes, a couple of blocks down to take the now customary left turn onto 13th. He'll be back in a bit, coming back out from 13th onto Spring. Refresh my memory: John Rosenbarger lives on Main Street, doesn't he?
See that Fast Track Mack? See those parked vehicles? See Doug England's half-hearted bicycle lane? Does that look like a safe place to be riding a bike? Could this be why ever since the two bike lanes were drawn, and Hizzoner declared victory over a tanker truck of red wine, most adult bicyclists are riding on the sidewalk?
One after the other, as Warren Naps and the Bored of Works listlessly rubber stamps the mayor's back alley directives. That's New Albany. Had enough of it yet?
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