1- Driving the kids to school this morning, we follow a new Jaguar (how appropriate) in our piece-of-crap 1997 Honda Civic. The Jaguar happens to have a sun roof, through which 3 kids (one in the twins class...so somewhere between 3-4 years old) are dancing wildly, obviously not only not wearing seat belts, but also standing on something. No we were not stationary, we were driving up the crazy, dangerous road that leads to the school.....
2 - I pull up to the gas station to get gas for the gas-guzzling piece-of-crap 1997 Honda Civic. As the full service guy is finishing filling the tank (yes, I use full service...I have no idea how to use the pumps here, nor do I understand what type of gas the gas-guzzler drinks) a guy pulls up on the other side. He steps out, with unlit cigarette in hand, with a lighter in the other. As he starts to pull out the gas pump thing, he lights his cigarette. I've never driven away from a gas station quicker than I did that time!!!
Hmmmm....you're definitely NOT in Kansas anymore, Dorothy! But you know, the other saying goes, "When in Rome..."
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