Yesterday I was driving on the 405 North. The traffic was slow, maybe 5MPH, and I was just kind of gazing out the window, daydreaming.
I half-registered a traffic report on NPR and it was only when I heard the words "overturned SUV" that I realized - with a start - that I was staring right at an overturned SUV.
No-one was hurt. The driver - a hyper animated hippie/biker dude - was gesticulating at the cops, who were all cop-glasses composure.
As soon as I got past the scene, traffic flowed smoothly.
