Earlier during this commute, a truck veered slightly into our lane. As we passed him, some of us noticed that the driver was reading a sheet of paper (directions, no doubt, on how not to drive safely). I leaned forward and whispered to the woman in the front passenger seat, "Not to put the fear of god in you, but that's why I don't sit in the very first row." She smiled but remained unfazed and seated. I suppose that means that the Prozac is working.
And woo hoo, this is my first blog posted from my phone (a web-ready Sidekick II).
One last observation: A gallon of gasoline is about 40¢ cheaper in New Jersey than in New York.
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