A Pain in the Pothole

What gets bigger the more you take away? Well, they could also be referred to as black holes. Getting blowouts is becoming an annual occurrence for this traveler. Fact is, this one is so careful on the roads, that I am probably considered a boring driver, very aware and conscientious on the streets and highways. However, when it's foggy, black, blinding, and there's someone driving parallel to you, you have next to no chance when there are No Signs indicating a deep, jagged asphalt-edged, tire-slicing pit, gouged out in the path of the passenger side wheel.

The tire did not flatten immediately, but the sound of that wheel slamming into the sharp rim-wrecking crater was just like last years sound. I was able to make it to my destination, and when leaving later, sure enough, Mr. rim made that familiar rumble on the pavement. The only consolation was that it was a mild 3 or 4 degrees while changing the tire.

Taking the same route home, there was a sign that others had fallen victim to the same black garage trap that it was. The sign was a black and orange striped warning sign now jutting straight up from the gouge. I wonder if it is really asphalt being put on our streets sometimes, or play dough. Or does Canadian Tire or some other garage, get the contract to do the paving, use junk, and reap the extra follow-up rewards during the winter months? Well, if that were the case, you guys are good. I'll need another tire, and possibly a rim.

Here's an idea that came from the Oral-B toothbrush. You know when you've used your brush for a certain time, the blue begins to fade in the bristles. Well, bring on the asphalt boys, and pour in a dab of neon green paint so that we can see the patch, because it's just a matter of time before it fades away and causes that rotten road cavity pain once again.