Oh Muse! My Daily Commute Taunt
Each and every day, on the way to and from work, I drive past it. Each day I feel less and less of a man for not accepting its challenge. To some, it may look like a mere crosswalk, guarded by two equal and opposite islands of concrete. To me, it is a big middle finger turned straight toward me by whoever hatched this devilish design. Hit the jump for the jump.


















