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How #legaldispute led one man to collect a #recordbreaking amount of #trafficcones

https://www.guinnessworldrecords.com/news/2026/1/how-legal-dispute-led-one-man-to-collect-a-record-breaking-amount-of-traffic-cones

Step Carefully

#StreetScenes #TrafficCones #CityExplore #ParkingLot #StreetView #UrbanDetails

Orange traffic cones on a parking lot with yellow and black striped curbs, adjacent to a building with signage and a parking lot full of vehicles in the background. A lamp post stands on the left near the building, and a clear blue sky is visible overhead.

Further, the Industrial Revolution was a mistake.
—Famous Grouse [your correspondent]

What’s it like to use Waymo? We rode in a driverless car — and would try it again.
The driverless ride-sharing company is expanding to Minneapolis. Here’s how it works and what it’s like.
By Rachel Hutton and Laura Yuen
The Minnesota Star Tribune

Gift link: https://www.startribune.com/waymo-minneapolis-what-its-like-to-ride-a-self-driving-car/601530280?utm_source=gift

#CarCulture #Minneapolis #TrafficCones

Under interstate 95

#water #highways #i95 #TrafficCones #balls #puddles #SouthPhilly #Philadelphia #bridges #overpass

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#VLC #TrafficCones off-brand #GeekSwag

cone with a back story. 2/2

#graffiti #Glasgow #urbanphotography #photography #citylife #trafficcones

Close up of graffiti on a traffic cone. A picture of a tree with the words "And so it begins"

cone with a back story. 1/2

#graffiti #Glasgow #urbanphotography #photography #citylife #trafficcones

Traffic cone with graffiti scribbled on it.

Traffic cone with graffiti close up. A crudely drawn face and birdlike creature with the words "Sassy M8 whaddaya talkin' abeet?" on it.

My cartoon in today's @thepress_nz @thepostnz @waikatotimesnz and in other Stuff owned papers across the motu. https://www.thepost.co.nz/nz-news/350283890/cartoon-may-21

Wayne Brown is moaning about 'cones' again! His latest Op-Ed in the SST over the weekend shows he still hasn't let it go. Here's a traffic management worker telling the reason for them...

#NzPol #AucklandMayor #WayneBrown #TrafficCones #TM #EditorialCartoon #PoliticalCartoon

Cartoon title: "Let's get rid of cones!" Auckland Mayor Wayne Brown. A busy roadway with a lone traffic management worker standing with his STOP/GO board. There are cones as far as the eye can see and slow moving traffic. The worker says, "Hey Wayne! Cones mean I get to go home!" With the awful death stats of workers not going home each day to careless and reckless drivers Wayne needs a little reminder why they're there. Even if they're annoying they serve a purpose.

The Way of the Cones

#Cones #TrafficCones #VacantLot #BlackAndWhitePhotography #Urban

A black and white photograph of a row of traffic cones, that vector away from photographer towards buildings in the backdrop.
The building is modern steel frame and panel clad type and houses 'All Stars-Anytime Fitness and CineWorld'.
The lighting is quite bright sunshine though at a slightly low angle, giving a cinematic feel to the scene.

#CASE #SOLVED! I figured out who has been putting #trafficcones on all the #statues in #Scotland!

single-cone delight.
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#Leica #digital #Summicron35mm #walks #Abbotsford #OldBuildings #OldSigns #TrafficCones

An old brick building in alternate peppermint / chocolate-coloured blocks of colour. An art-deco-style sign above the door in the centre of the frame says “Waldown Pty Ltd.” A single orange and white traffic cone is on the pavement, mid-right of the bottom of the frame. A small tree is to the right of the cone.

The Yule Vole is still nibbling beneath the juniper and this week’s goal is to not give up. I find myself perpetually gripped in grief for the future, grieving in the grip of the present. I find myself, yet fail to find myself. Some days I find hugs help.

Also: binge-watching old TV shows. Surprise opossum tracks in the snow. “It’s just the lower-grade stomach upset, thank god,” I hear myself saying. But time is a juggernaut, a millstone on wheels. Eighteen degrees and lilacs budding. The days fall through my hands like they were lubed by calendar clowns.

I think it’s about trusting the process. Not in the sense of “everything always works out for the best” but a belief in one’s ability to reach a workable solution–or, if an answer cannot be found, to believe my future self capable of Dealing With Things. To know that even though today might be glum as shit and no answers are forthcoming that I will manage to weather each new nightmare. I will know how to cope. Yes. Yes. Like the local deer, I have been practicing survival.

The opossum is so small but she dances around on her little pink toes with these mounds of snow. In the cold morning I find the signs: a ghost of her grinning presence, splayed and clawing.

A couple of weeks ago I had a dizzy spell. I wish it had been brought about by something significant or substantive but it was a TV show cliffhanger. An actress somehow twisted my limbic system, stabbed her character’s wretchedness through the screen so viscerally that it compressed my ribcage. Oh my GOD, I blurted, OH MY GOD–my torso lurching with such disbelief that I was heard at the far end of the house. For an hour we had to postpone the joy of grocery shopping while I learned what it means to “catch one’s breath.” A complicated process, because at the same time you’re chasing it you also have to completely avoid even the idea of standing up.

At length I think I caught the concepts, and eventually the reality. Just sat there, inhaling the physicality of shock, exhaling the uncertainness baked into this absurd mortality loaf.

Meanwhile: I have discovered that mink eyeballs project from their heads like shiny-black half-installed marbles. They literally stick out of the sides of their faces. It is adorable and yet I also want to shake my weird little fist at them: Stop doing that to yourselves! This instant! Untucked eyeballs cannot possibly be safe!

Here’s a more solid sentiment, from a TV show so old that only the Young Rich Guy had a cellphone: The only way a good idea can come to life is if somebody chooses to see it through. This is true yet sounds exhausting, and why I confess a preference to easier word combinations, like: Good job, Doctor P. You really drained the hell out of that liver.

Maybe the platelet-red pen stroke I can see through the holly bush (that I thought was a cardinal but turned out to be the neighbor’s traffic cone to guide his school bus parking) is a cardinal AND a traffic cone. Because aren’t we all beeping and backing into contextualized fears, don’t they alternately shift and change gears when seen close up or from a distance? I mean, are you just sitting there watching a screen, or are you actually working like hell to stay absolutely perfectly still? Maybe the neighbor’s life is so full of a cardinal’s bravado that he displays a hopeful little pointy-hat safety-feature on his lawn, just to cheer everybody up. Red in shade, orange in sunlight. Standing perfectly still in grayscale at midnight like a trembling possibility.

Mink are small, but listen: they are fierce–hopping around out there day or night, braving the world’s drifts. Nose and reckless eyeballs first, they will pierce your expectations with shrieks and hisses if you so much as whistle near their traffic cones. Or so I imagine. I want to believe the neighbor’s cone sleeps well in this wetland area, this mink territory, trusting in a certainty of not being stolen, not being squashed by an innocent bus. It sits there like a pointy hat with a proper job, an important responsibility every day, snow or more snow. I envy its fiery talent for safely navigating the world.

Why is this mink in a vole hole.

https://cbauder.com/2024/01/17/mink-are-fiercer-than-their-eyeballs-look/

#art #cardinal #deer #dizziness #humor #minks #nature #opossums #persistence #theUnknown #trafficCones #trustingTheProcess #voles #wildlife #worry

A tiny mink flexes its biceps from a burrow as a deer wearing a traffic cone for a hat looks speechless.

The cone on the left, weathered yet dutiful, seems to playfully signal a left turn, guiding passersby with silent authority. 🚧🔴👈

赤い灯りが注意深い頭のように上に置かれ、縞模様の棒が腕のように伸びているかのようです。左側のコーンは、風化しながらも忠実に、左折を示すように楽しそうに信号を送っています。🚧🔴👈

#streetphotography #streetphotographyjapan #griiix #ricoh_gr #ricohgr #ricohgr3 #aichi #nagoya #japan #trafficcones #urbanlife #cityscape

The image features two orange traffic cones with reflective white bands, each topped with a red light, against a grey shutter background. They are connected by a striped yellow and black plastic rod, giving the impression that the cones are anthropomorphized figures, one seemingly gesturing to the left with the placement of the rod.

Shortly thereafter, in yet another lane full of #trafficCones and random lane closures, someone in front of me turned left, changed their mind, and swerved back into the lane, apparently forgetting that there was other traffic--such as me!--in the lane.

Thankfully, roads were dry and no ice so far, so my own mini-swerve and braking avoided more extreme problems.

Total journey: less than 30 km round-trip, yet four almost-significant problems.

#PleaseDriveCarefully
#yeg
#yegTraffic