You know, there are many things to love about the QC and it's ok if this isn't one of them.

You're driving along and BAM! There's that pothole...again. Only, this time you forgot about it because you really got into the song you were listening to on the radio. Been there, done that. In fact, I am kind of proud of how I have trained myself to swerve around the potholes on the streets I travel daily. It's kind of like a game. You win when you don't lose wheel bearing from hitting the pothole.

It's a weird thing to pride myself on, I know. Almost just as weird as how happy I get when I have green lights, heading East from Ripley to Main on 2nd downtown Davenport, so I can speed up just a little and feel like Dukes of Hazzard when I hit the dip across Harrison and get a wee bit of air beneath my tires. Yeah. I know. It doesn't take much to make me giddy.


According to a report on, IL ranked 29th out of 50 for the worst roads in the country. And for those of you who really get into the Iowa/Illinois competition stuff, Iowa ranked even worse. Iowa ranked 40th in the nation.

The solution? (besides legalization of medical marijuana and/or legalization like CO, OR and WA, which I have thought for years would certainly pay for the roads. Have you seen their roads?! I have. Perfect.)  Making sure you don't miss swerving around those potholes, obviously.