Purgatory: Material Not Yet Consigned to Its Own Private Hell

The devil is in the details! 

New features reside here until they're finished and placed in one of the other pages, or you might say until they're sent across the River Styx to Hell... unless they're Finnish and sent way down upon the Suomi River to Helsinki.  Any lost souls still residing here may be seen below.

Currently in limbo:

• A Schlep behind the Wheel
• The Missing Link

Current wisdom no longer tells us to hold a car steering wheel with our hands positioned at 2 and 10 o'clock but at 4 and 8 o'clock. The reason given is that the airbag, if it inflated, would drive our 2/10 o'clock hands into our face and possibly break one or both wrists.

What no one mentions is the stress that holding one's wrists rolled outward at 4 and 8 o'clock places on them.  Fred Herring first noticed this on the long commute he shared with co-workers from northern Virginia to their office northeast of Baltimore, Maryland, which he mistakenly attributed it to twice daily driving on Interstate 95 under Baltimore harbor.  His diagnosis?  Carpool tunnel syndrome, of course.

Return to top.

[Do you need more time to think about why there's nothing here?]

Return to top.

Return to One and One Half Wits Dot Com.