I forgot to mention that I was pulled over yesterday.
The Wife and I were on our way home from having lunch at a sushi bar. I looked in my rearview mirror and there he was with lights a blazin'. Obviously at first I was a bit pissed off because The Wife and I have immaculate driving records right now. There is not a blemish on them. Anyway, I pulled over, but the area is a busy back road, so the cop used his loud speaker to ask that I turn around and turn into the preceding street. It was no problem for me to do that and I did as he asked without delay.
Once I had arrived at the location that he wanted, I got my license out, turned the engine off, lowered my window, and waited for him to approach. He let me know that I was doing 16 mph over the speed limit in a school zone and asked if I knew that there were still activities taking place there. I let him know that I was aware of that. He asked what the emergency was. I decided to be absolutely honest with him. Hell, he was either going to cite me or give me a warning, no need to bullshit him. I told him there was no emergency, and that we were just on our way back home from lunch. I told him we were carrying on a conversation and I was simply not paying attention to what I was doing. I had absolutely no clue what speed I was driving and I had no excuse to offer him. He asked for the registration and like a dumb shit I started handing him my insurance card. He pointed that out (um, not that I was a dumb shit, I leave that to The Wife) and I provided the correct document. He explained that I sure would be paying attention if I had hit and killed a kid, then he walked back to his car.
The Wife and I sat there talking about the fact that I might have to pay a citation and take a defensive driving course to have the points removed from my record, if he cited me. Just as we were discussing how long it was taking and that I was about to get a ticket, he got out of his car and was approaching mine. I could see in my side mirror that he only had my registration card and license in his hand. He reached my car again and handed me back my documents. He told me that I really need to keep my attention on my driving and keep my speed down. He said that he's heard that judges have fined people in that particular area 300 to 500 dollars for violations of speed. However, since I was a resident of the area, he'd let me go with this warning. I obviously thanked him and he went back to his car.
I looked at The Wife and smiled, started the vehicle, turned on the AC, and began to make a U-turn. As I finished the turn, I realized I hadn't put my seat belt back on. So, I started to do that and The Wife told me that was a good idea (remember, The Wife is authorized to call me a dumb shit). I waved to the cop as I proceeded to do every little thing I could remember about proper driving, from turn signals, to stopping before the white line.
I am so glad that I wasn't cited, but now I probably have a warning in their local computers, so if I'm pulled over again anytime soon, they can simply cite me cause I have already received a warning. Still, all is good.
Weekend Update
Sunday, 08/08/04 @ 2:50am
Yeah, I know, that title was stolen from SNL. But, I really didn't want to think up another lame-ass title this morning. So, deal with it.
This week I have updated the Images page with some photos of McLaughlin Vineyard. It's one of the places we visited to date on the Connecticut Wine Trail as mentioned in the Feature page.
I also did the usual updating of the Birthdays on the Recordings page, archiving of the Journal (as you can see), and removed a link from the Links page.
I removed the link to the EQII guild I had joined, and recently left. Yes, I know, the game hasn't even begun yet. That doesn't mean that I can't spend some time meeting new friends with a similar interest and try to locate a guild to spend my EQII career in. In case you'd like to go check out that guild, I will be keeping
the link on this page for a final week. And since it resides here, it'll be forever kept within the archives beginning next week. Hmmm, I know somebody that sure could learn to take on that kind of a practice, ARCHIVING, but let's not open that can of worms (to use a folksy metaphor).
With that, enjoy your own worms, er, I mean, enjoy the second week of August.