In just over a week, Ocean County will be overrun by ghosts, goblins, witches, wizards, superheroes, and the occasional young adult awkwardly trying to score free candy.
Maybe I'm just getting old and grumpy but lately, and especially on my way to work this morning, I feel like Parkway drivers are getting more reckless than ever.
Sure, there are a lot of bad roads in our area - pot holes, awkward merges, inappropriate speed limits, etc. But what about roads that you dread driving? Those stretches of streets that never fail to irritate you?
As I told you about yesterday, on my return from vacation I made it home safely and promptly - my luggage didn't. Thankfully, it arrived late last night, but it seems to have taken a strange journey in the meantime.
There's a good reason that the topic of construction and driving through it comes up a lot in these pages - it's something that we live with every day in Ocean and surrounding counties. While none of us like having to drive through it, there is one thing in particular that makes it all that much worse when it doesn't have to be - merging.
We've probably all noticed that in the past few years, serving sizes of food have gotten smaller and smaller. It's a combination of Americans being more health conscious, and companies being more cost conscious. But even I was surprised at what was waiting for me when I cracked into a single serving bag of cookies a little while ago.
We're past Memorial Day. We're past the 4th of July. We're officially in the heart of beach season here in Ocean County. While the great majority of our visitors are respectful and welcomed (at least the human kind), some just don't care. Like this guy that I saw last weekend: