Some talk around the Yayhoos camp on this last trip included names of places like California and Spain. Either is fine with me. Spain is, of course, my first preference. No offense, Cali!
Both is better (you know, with me and that thing for wine and all).
Hey, somebody gave me the damn finger yesterday. You know how two dumbasses will face each other at a stoplight, both wanting to turn in opposite directions and they just sit there waiting for the other to do something but neither ever does and a Mexican standoff insues? That's right up there in my book with the guy driving slow in the left lane on the superhighway. Anyway, I'd had enough of their dumbass-ity and blew the horn, well kinda layed on it. They THEN decide to kick it and speed off in their desired directions and the guy in front of me had the NERVE to shoot me the bird! Learn to drive, Mr. Dumbassman! Sometimes I just shake my head at people. Like Jed Clampett said about Jethro, "pitiful".