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I'm sure we've all seen the horse warning signs by the roadside, when driving through the countryside. But how many of us ever take heed and make a conscious effort to slow down? ..just in case there is a lolloping quadruped around the next bend.
We should bring these signs into the twenty-first centaury;
fit lights to the corners of the signs. Obviously they can't be flashing at all times, so we need a way to recognise when horses are on the road.
The signs can be fitted with radio transponders that are activated when an appropriate transmitter is in the vicinity.
Horse-riders throughout the country can apply for a transmitter in the interest of personal safety.
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//centaury//
Freudian slip? |
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OK - I just have to ask. Do you ride, or live in a heavily horsed area? |
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Anytime I read a sentence that includes a phrase like "apply for a transmitter" I am skeptical. |
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And if your motorist isn't the kind that would pay attention to the "this is a horse area" sign, odds are a flashing light is not going penetrate their conciousness in this age of neon. |
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I see your point norm, perhaps am more personalised "Horse ahead" sign, we could even add the horses name if you wish (display character limits withstanding). |
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People were skeptical about electricity. |
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People were skeptical about cold fusion too ;) |
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I see you declined to answer my question. Pending appeal, you are hereby sentenced to six weekends of all day trail riding. |
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Heh, the working title is almost cockney rhyming slang, I was expecting something completly different. |
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The horses usually sense that a car is coming long before the car knows the horse is there and they are much smarter than the cars. |
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I was picturing a large cage baited with sugar cubes to catch those pesky horses that get in your house and breed in the walls. |
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