An aside: Anything I write today, please know that I’ve got the rest of the world, particularly Japan and Hawaii, on my mind. Utter devastation. Lives gone in a blink. Really a reminder that all we can do is embrace every day we’re given.
As happens each March in Pittsburgh, the potholes are out of control. Penn Avenue in Lawrenceville looks like a family of Graboids lives under it.
And you know the situation is bad when one single pothole gets its own headline from the Associated Press:
Question. At what point does a pothole stop being a pothole and become a sinkhole?