Evasion
I may or may not have evaded a speeding ticket yesterday by outrunning a cop.  I'm not completely sure.  I was on a road where the speed limit was 35mph.  I was on a downward-sloped section, so I was momentarily going 45mph.  That's when I saw the cop.  And that's when I noticed I was going 45 in a 35.  And that's when my heart started being faster.  I looked in my rearview and noticed the cop's brake lights go on.  I thought, "Great.  I can't deal with another speeding ticket."  So I sped up a little bit, went around a bend and up a little hill, and made a quick little right turn down a residential road.  I made a few more little turns like this so the cop (if he was following me) wouldn't see me as he drove by.  I drove to a dead end and sat there for a few minutes as my blood pressure and heart rate stabilized.  After a little while, I drove away and continued on my way home. 

I'm not completely sure if the cop even followed me.  I just made sure I got out of there and onto some side roads.  I guess I just didn't feel like I deserved a speeding ticket for a problem that was caused by gravity.  Call it blame-shifting, but that gravity thing is a big problem. #travel

Great about page (1)
This dude used to have a great "About" page, but he must've recently changed it.  I managed to find an archived copy
This weblog is where I collect my thoughts on politics, technology, culture, and the other things that make up of our lives. Although this is a public space, my ruminations are not trying to be persuasive. They're just the effluent of my effort to write my mind the way I want it to read. In other words, this weblog is the product of a conversation with myself, meant only to convince myself. It is a means to develop and inform my opinions. It is also a historian of those opinions, a historian I can consult to remember where my mind has been. It's a cobweb dusting curator who happens to allow the public into its little museum of no particular interest sitting in a small town of no particular interest. Stop by if you happen to be driving through to someplace else and have some time to kill. Or, keep on going. The curator is perfectly happy tending to his cobwebs.
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