He was doing about 5 over on a main road. He’d never had a citation before. He’s not some kid with a car full of fellow teenagers. It’s possible that the officer recognized him (always good to recognize your boss’s boss), but I have to think Mr. Fouts got the same treatment as anyone else would have gotten in that situation. I guess it’s good that he’s, um, extremely dedicated to good government, but … actually, to set an example, as he wishes to do, he could’ve just not driven too fast in the first place. I’m just saying. But hey, it’s his $100.
I'm a longhaired almost-hippie stuck in the inner suburbs of a major rust-belt metropolis who's thoughtful, creative, and kind of geeky. In exchange for a paycheck I run around in a cubicle maze most days. When I escape, I play music, hang out in coffee houses, dink around on the computer, take naps, and think I should be off in the woods somewhere. Every once in a while I get in my car and drive far, far away, though I've always come back so far.
Blogs I Follow
- Tales From B.F.E. (or How I Learned To Stop Worrying and Love The Guitar)
- Life, And Other Natural Disasters...
- Too old to die young
- I only buy it for the articles.
- Patio Boat
- The Wolf Mama's Kitchen
- mark's journal
- A songdog's new world of random thoughts
- The WordPress.com Blog