Police Activity

Cousin Seattle is in town for the Rockhead Convention. She stayed at World Headquarters last night and helped Plottie put together a delicious dinner. The secret to especially savory cucumber salads has now been isolated and officially recognized: preserved lemons.

Last night Plot and Duck had an LA experience and they're not even there. Heading down to Palo Alto to see a play, traffic was slowed to a crawl right around SFO airport. The news reported "police activity" along the shoulder in Millbrae, and, sure enough, once inching past all the rubbernecking, traffic was light the rest of the way.

But coming home three hours later, sure enough, as they were approaching the airport from the South this time, a Highway Patrolman flew past them at high speed, siren flashing. Two or three miles later, traffic slowed to an absolute stop. Plottie and Duck got off the freeway and figured out, finally, how to get to El Camino Real and head up to St. Plotniko that way, but it took a long time. Later, they heard all Northbound lanes on the 101 in Millbrae had been closed.

Now, even for diehard Saint Plotnikians who might daily use the Deathtrap 405 or 101, how many times have you been in two traffic jams, three hours apart, going different directions, in the same spot? Of course, it may be that the "police activity" actually never stopped in the first place, and just crossed over from side of the freeway to the other?