Jon Stewart and Stephen Colbert at the 2006 Emmys Demonstrating the Use of "Pablum"schlepporello wrote:doesn't even have a clue as to what "Pablum" is)
What eliminated the problem was that they cited a few too many state legislators. The Texas Legislature passed a long limiting the percentage of a municipality's budget that can come from enforcement activity, in order to prevent the formation of towns just for the purpose of collecting fines from passing motorists.the elephant wrote:The interstate has more or less expanded to cut them off from traffic. Selma, TX is no longer a problem. But it was a major one in decades past.
The DPS Troopers in Texas often work out of the local JP court, and they have a deal worked out with the judge. But much worse are the small-town cops, and worse still are the JP-court "constables", most of whom are barely even licensed peace officers.schlepporello wrote:If I had to choose one stretch of Texas highway in my area to watch, I'd watch my speed on I-40.
That place is now a Hooter's, Rick. The police car is gone. It used to just about serve as a monument to the speed trap that existed for so long. Through the years, I have never been pulled over in Selma. Of course, I don't do a lot of speeding, either. The only speeding ticket I have ever gotten in my entire life I received in nearby Converse, Tx.Rick Denney wrote: Selma even built their city hall on the freeway, even though the town was a couple miles west. Last I saw, it was the City Hall Bar, and had a 40's police car on display in front of it.
Rick "who knew where the city limit was to the inch" Denney
I always heard it was, "Flattery will get you everywhere."Rick Denney wrote:Flattery will get you nowhere.Scooby Tuba wrote:Schlepp is a classy, level headed guy and a great choice to be a moderator!
Rick "testing the waters by wondering if 'level' means the same thing as 'flat'" Denney
bloke wrote:OK...enough years have passed...I guess...
When on the way back from a "procedural" audition out on the Wasatch front in the early 1980's (...I was one of the three so-called "finalists"), I was driving back through Nebraska in my friend's brand new Camaro. This was back during the "oil crisis"
Well...My friend was fast asleep beside me, and it was right at 8:00 A.M. on Sunday morning. I pretty much had the accelerator down to the carpet, and the needle on the speedometer was "pegged out" where it was bumping into the trip odometer reset button (true).it in the mailbox. My friend took over the wheel and we were about to leave, but I suggested, "Let's stop here and eat breakfast at this diner." Puzzled, he complied. After breakfast (and when Ms. Chubby Young Lady Cop was back down patroling I-80) I reached back into the mailbox and retrieved the envelope (that I had secured to the back of the mailbox door with the gum that I had been chewing to keep me awake while driving through the night).
So, that was also the same day as our big NSBA marching convention 
So, when I got pulled over, they did the cop thing...So, being so young and such, I knew where everything but my insurance was...so, in the end, that might have helped me...just might...but when the cop was at her car, I was thinking about the day...got stressed out...cried 
, and I got away with a warning... Hey, man, I don't always read every word, okay?knuxie wrote:There used to be a cafe on the interstate there in Selma called the Speed Trap with an old Selma cop car as sign of their previous history. Now it's a Hooters.
Ken F.Selma even built their city hall on the freeway, even though the town was a couple miles west. Last I saw, it was the City Hall Bar, and had a 40's police car on display in front of it.Somehow I feel like that AFLAC duck.....That place is now a Hooter's, Rick.
I was driving on FM2818 around the east side of Bryan, participating in a highly illegal "lime run." (A lime run is a contest of speed, where the lead car drives an unknown course, and the navigator marks the course by dropping baggies of powdered white lime within a quarter mile of each decision point. Everyone else follows the markings, which requires lots of handbrake 180's and burned rubber. The destination is a secret, but is marked by the presence of a keg. Lowest elapsed time to the keg wins. It's done late at night, of course, so the lime will reflect the headlights, and so that there will be fewer non-combatants.)tubaguy9 wrote:OK...enough years have passed...I guess...Well...here's my confession...
Doubtful. The local constabulary in any college town finds the students there easy targets for abuse, much of which they deserve. I just think he wasn't paying attention to how fast we approached him, and by the time he was paying attention, we were going slowly enough. He was suspicious, but couldn't pin anything on us. It was dark--maybe he didn't notice the inside of our car or the slicks.the elephant wrote:Rick, maybe that DPS boy had done a few Lime Runs in his time and felt sorry for the poor kids stuck in that Corolla!
