I'm sure this is just as irritating to everyone else out there but I really can't stand it when, while driving in the left hand lane at mock 2, those you come up behind refuse to let you pass. And, of course, they're going the speed limit or several miles under it...and invariably have Idaho license plates. I have this reoccurring fantasy of having a bazooka mounted on the roof of my car expressly for the purpose of removing these individuals from the road. A little extreme perhaps but it's all about manners. Scoop your dog's poop and let people pass, dammit.
I am emitting gleeful noises in anticipation of Def Leppard's arrival Aug. 31 during their summer tour. Can't wait! Am thinking that an early arrival will eliminate back row issue even if it is 110 and my deodorant fails. Someday will be rich enough to afford expensive reserved seats and actually SEE the band but for now will enjoy the grass, picnic-like general admission area. Except for the idiots in front of us that get drunk and think it's ok to "mess around" in front of everyone. I mean, puh-lease! Get under a blanket at least! ;) Perhaps a slushing is in order...
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