My advancing age and basic timidness generally keep me off the streets and out of trouble, especially at night. But this didn't work out Friday night, Oct. 7, when I inadvertently got caught up in "Cruise Night" on State College Boulevard in Anaheim.
It was one of my rare, late evenings out and I was returning to Orange, after dinner with friends in Fullerton. As a matter of course, I avoid freeways whenever possible, so I was carefully wending my way across surface streets, when I found myself trapped in a giant traffic jam worthy of a SigAlert.
All across State College from Orangethorpe to Lincoln was gridlock, bumper to bumper. If we got caught on the yellow, we were in the intersection stalling traffic coming off the Riverside Freeway.
So I cautiously rolled down my window, because the reverberations from someone's stereo were cutting into the reception from KFAC 92.3 (classical music). First, I observed three young girls in a hunkered-down red Chevy pointing at me and laughing. So I looked straight ahead and I saw some guys putting beer bottles in their trunk. All of a sudden, a horde of motorcyclists started weaving in and out of three lanes of virtually standstill traffic.