if it seems too good to be true...

the husband and i just watched a movie i think everyone should see -- Enron, The Smartest Guys In The Room by magnolia home entertainment.

i'm not one for documentaries, usually, but our neighbor who had the restaurant and then moved back to georgia, lost all her money due to her then-husband's investment of everything they had in enron, and i felt compelled to watch the story.

since i don't read a newspaper, i didn't really have a good grasp on the enron situation. the documentary does an excellent job of uncritically putting forth information with congressional testimony, eye witness interviews, and company footage. megalomania, greed, group mentality, and a complete lack of ethics seemed to be the key factors in this debacle.

and i add a caution to this notion: "ca·ve·at emp·tor (kav-ee-at emp-ter) -noun- let the buyer beware: the principle that the seller of a product cannot be held responsible for its quality unless it is guaranteed in a warranty." -- and the caution is: neither a guarantee nor a warranty will help if you're dealing with a liar.

i strongly encourage you to watch this film as this is not a once-in-a-lifetime occurrence.

too much

we watched several movies this past week. one was Striking Distance (1993) with bruce willis and sarah jessica parker. it was a who-done-it and even though it got tense at times, it's probably not worth sitting through. bruce is always fun, but the story was contrived and i got tired of seeing bruce running the gauntlet over and over and over (i wanted to slash brion james' heart out).

the other was Man On Fire (2004) with denzel washington, christopher walken, dakota fanning, mickey rourke and marc anthony. i like denzel and thought he did a good job with a strange part; dakota was great; the ONLY movie i've ever seen mickey in where he was any good at all was Sin City; marc was actually good (i thought he was just a crooner, not an actor); christopher is always interesting, but ... this was the most violent, graphic movie i've ever seen. not gory, necessarily, but showing sadism i don't really need.

yes, i love it when the bad guys don't get away! but i also like a happy ending.

what next? conversation?

i am soooooooo not a morning person.

that is the biggest draw-back of this new job of mine -- they expect a person to not only be awake but to be at work at the ungodly hour of 8 am.

i just don't know how i'm going to do it.

medicine

my friend from south dakota is a caregiver for her mother and brother. that labor of love is extremely wearing so it was with great delight that the husband and i received a post card from her and her husband from cancun! from there they will travel to belize!

excellent plan, pat -- way to go! i hope your journey is refreshing, soothing, and fun!!!

word play

Washington Post sillyness (the first three are my favorites):

Zencompass: Wherever you go, there you are.
Balderdash: a rapidly receding hairline.
Fistipuffs: Very minor squabbling.
Sarchasm: The gulf between the author of sarcastic wit and the person who doesn't get it. Inoculatte: To take coffee intravenously when you are running late.
Giraffiti: Vandalism spray-painted very, very high.
Hipatitis: Terminal coolness.
Bozone: The substance surrounding stupid people that stops bright ideas from penetrating.
Gargoyle: olive-flavored mouthwash.
Negligent: describes a condition in which you absentmindedly answer the door in your nightgown.
Flatulence: emergency vehicle that picks you up after you are run over by a steamroller.
Unergy: A condition that strikes people on the way to work, mostly on Mondays.
Ennaui: The least exciting of the Hawaiian islands.
Stonia: A small European country with very loose drug laws.
Engin: Gasohol.
Nestrogen: A hormone produced during pregnancy that produces cravings for wallpaper with matching borders and dust ruffles.
Experdition: The journey to Hell.

mmm-m-m

daddy is having supper now. toodles and nuna.

true crime -- small town beat

April 16: Officers checked a residence after a man called repeatedly, insisting people were trying to get into his home. A cat was observed trying to get into the door, and officers shooed it away.

April 16: A resident reported that a former friend had entered his car without permission and scratched curse words into the paint on the vehicle after the two men had exchanged angry words. The victim turned over to police mail that he believed the suspect had left in his vehicle on the day of the crime.

April 14: Police were dispatched to an alarm. On arrival with two Border Patrol agents they found a partially open rear door. The homeowner and an alarm company call-out arrived and found nothing disturbed, except the owner's four dogs who had all been waiting inside the house to greet whoever entered. It appeared as though someone tried to get into the home and activated both the electronic and canine intrusion systems. Officers learned that teenagers had been seen jumping a fence into a neighbor's backyard earlier in the day.

#1 is blue, #2 is pink, #3 ...

i just watched a strange, to put it mildly, flick -- A Scanner Darkly, taken from a novel by Philip K. Dick, animated, starring Rory Cochrane, Robert Downey Jr, Winona Ryder, Keanu Reeves, and Woody Harrelson.

the animation was excellently done, although it mainly looked like paint-by-number. be sure to watch the special feature on the animation -- those guys would be fun to work with.

i'm not familiar with the story or Dick but the adaptation by Richard Linklater told about a time in the near future when an undercover cop gets hooked by the drug culture he's supposed to be investigating.

i was more intrigued by the animation than anything else. maybe i'm just too used to disney.

cochrane's characterization was simply great -- that guy was down-and-out crazy and cochrane played the role perfectly -- you should watch it for him if nothing else. downey's character was the comic relief -- a smart guy and quick with the wit, and probably no one else would have done as well as he. ryder was very good and very pretty, too. reeves was good, but i had the most trouble reading his character. harrelson -- gees, i simply can't stand the guy no matter who he plays.

oh yes, and you will become distracted by the scramble suit.

Medic Alert

i discovered the Medic Alert organization back in 1975 and became a member. why? because i'm allergic to penicillin and my father was concerned that i needed to wear some easily identifiable notice to that effect. if he hadn't been concerned, it never would have occurred to me to take the step. many thanks, dad!

i started wearing a nice bracelet (rather than a necklace) and have worn it ever since. if you get hurt or knocked unconscious, would your medical condition (if you have one) get recognized in time to keep you from harm? you might give serious thought to obtaining this identification for your safety.

being a bad girl, until today i had not updated my medic alert information (doctors, contacts, etc.) since the mid-90's and when the Medic Alert magazine arrived today (addressed to My Older Son, inexplicably at my address), i looked through it and discovered i really needed to get my information current, pay my dues, and get a new bracelet. a phone call later, all is okay.

one more note -- they have a program called Kid Smart and even children who have no medical conditions can participate. the advantage for those kids is an emergency contact is on file, as well as immunization history and personal health record (if you've kept it updated). if you travel or move around a lot, having your child's immunization records where they can't get lost is major peace of mind.

visit them at www.medicalert.org or call them at 888.633.4298. they're open monday through saturday, with convenient hours for those of us in the pacific northwest.

i'd forgotten how funny ...

Young chick to pal: Carly Simon? Wasn't she the one who sang 'You're So Vague'?--Nail salon

Man on phone: I'm not saying it's your fault. I am saying you're a liar, but I'm not saying it's your fault!--10th & Broadway

Woman to little girl: To be perfectly honest it just makes you look dumb, because you can only spell backwards.--Times Square

Chick on cell: The only thing getting me through this day is the liquor at the end of the tunnel.--Columbia University

Guy yelling from street: Does anyone know where McDonald's is? Anyone? Anyone?! Help meee!--114th & Broadway

Dude on cell: I said I was born at night. I didn't say I was born last night. I'm not stupid.--Manhattan Mall

Man on cell: Yeah, but then once you graduate from college it's called alcoholism.--West Village

Woman: Why are you not breathing? You're the worst patient ever!--ER, Methodist Hospital

quotes from http://www.overheardinnewyork.com/

straight-faced gaiety

Improv Everywhere has struck again ... well, back on january 13, that is.

check out this web site for general hilarity and then this site for the specific event.

scroll down through the pictures and story, then be sure to watch the little video at the bottom -- it's pretty good, if only for the music.

(note -- i think if i saw just one person sans pants, i would wonder if i should flee in the opposite direction. seeing a number of said persons is just quite funny.)

i'm not prejudiced

My Younger Son presented a paper at scientific workshop in sauze d'oulz, italy this past january. the following are some pictures from that event.

can you find the scandinavian?


the young professional ...


camaraderie ...


a lot of the presenters seemed to be very informal, dressed as if they were going bowling, but MYS looked excellent and presented as well as he looked!

the landscapes pictures were lovely and give you a taste of the area.

we're running amuck

the husband's post this morning was brilliant, and i encourage you to read a.d. lelong's spot-on commentary.

strong opinion

lee iacocca has some interesting things to say about the present leadership in this country. or lack of leadership to be more precise.

go to borders web site -- http://www.bordersstores.com/features/feature.jsp?file=wherehavealltheleadersgone -- to read the blurb. it's from iacocca's new book Where Have All The Leaders Gone?

avant-garde

cool video of the day: http://rudybang.com/blog/?p=281 (pilfered from My Younger Son's blog)

danger, will robinson...

in addition to any concerns a person may have about flying (terrorists, mechanical failure, storms, birds, etc.), there are additional concerns about the motel or hotel in which you stay.

this article talks about lice, bedbugs, athlete's foot, and more.

this web site gives info about current bedbug reportings.

hmmm ... motorhomes and retirement sound better and better.

oh, wait .....

ah-choooo....

rats! i have the husband's cold. we were going to have company this weekend since tomorrow is the hubby's birthday, but now everyone is sick. dratted germs!

to surf

where have i been? i just discovered this web site -- http://www.straightdope.com/ -- and although the name sounds familiar, i'm sure i've never visited the site before. interesting info.

the mighty have fallen

"Tiny bits of protein extracted from a 68-million-year-old dinosaur bone have given scientists the first genetic proof that the mighty Tyrannosaurus rex is a distant cousin to the modern chicken."

that interesting bit of information came to me via My Older Son this morning. the referring article says "Mary Higby Schweitzer of North Carolina State University reported finding soft tissue, including blood vessels and cells, in a T. rex bone dug out of sandstone from the fossil-rich Hell Creek Formation in Montana."

wow and wow again. soft tissue after 68-million years? amazing!

master of my destiny...

hold it! hold it! there's a minor glitch in my get-along.

it seems the people i will be working with are going to be out of the office next week, so they've moved my report date to the 30th (2-week pay schedule).

oh well. the husband has a really bad cold and that will give me time to catch it and get over it. personally i'd rather skip the catching.

regardless, i'm happy to go with the flow.

good quotes

"The best eraser in the world is a good night's sleep." -Orlando A. Battista
"The key to getting ahead is setting aside 8 hours a day for work and 8 hours a day for sleep -- and making sure they're not the same hours." -Gene Brown
"The lion and the lamb may lay down together, but the lamb will have a harder time sleeping." -Alan Joseph
"I am a big believer in the power of Neuro-Attitudinal Positioning, or N.A.P." -Joe Tye

(These quotes originated in church bulletins, announcements, or related communications.)
The Self Esteem Support Group will meet Thursday at 7 PM. ...please use the back door.
The eighth-graders will be presenting Shakespeare's Hamlet in the basement hall on Friday at 7 PM. The congregation is invited to attend this tragedy.
Weight Watchers will meet at 7 PM. Please use large double door at the side entrance.
The Fasting & Meditation Conference includes meals.
Ladies, don't forget the rummage sale. It's a chance to get rid of those things not worth keeping around the house. Bring your husbands.
Don't let worry kill you off - let us help.

from Tim Lane -- fitnet@lists.ia.gov (tlane@idph.state.ia.us)

waiting is a fact of life

yippee, skippee -- i FINALLY got the job!

i just got a phone call from the gal in minneapolis and she asked me when i wanted to start. i chose to start next monday with the caveat that i have a doctor's appt on tuesday which i don't want to cancel (since i've waited months already for it) but at the same time i don't really want to look like a slacker to my new office people.

but she didn't think it would be a problem, so unless the new office does have a problem with it, i start with glee at 8am on the 16th.

a scarecrow

when i went through chemo for breast cancer which was diagnosed in 1992, the prevailing dogma was that nothing crossed the blood-brain barrier therefore any new mental problems were not caused by the drugs, that mental concerns would resolve themselves after treatment, or that "you're simply upset, honey, just trust us to know what's best."

now, of course, chemo-related mental problems are acknowledged as 'chemo brain' -- a scurrilous term applied to a condition that has been researched but continues to be under-studied.

i ran through several articles to see what the internet had to report. most of them said the condition was temporary and would be resolved within two to ten years, it was hard to study the condition without knowing the patient's mental levels before chemo, and that yes some drugs do cross the barrier (one of them being methotrexate which was one of the three given to me).

well, it's been fifteen years and i still miss the level of acuity i had before 1992. but my cancer was very aggressive so i believe it was handled the best it could have been back then. and i've loved being alive to see my kids grow up and to deepen my relationship with the husband. still, as d.q. once said, "What a terrible thing to have lost one's mind. Or not to have a mind at all." (for more quotes, go here.)

a glacial pace

i just read an article which states that doing tai chi on a regular basis helps prevent shingles.

the husband and i did tai chi for awhile when we lived in oklahoma, but i haven't thought much about it since. maybe i should. not that i have shingles, but apparently the condition is more common in people 50 and older who've had chicken pox.

come bide a wee

we're having a visit by The Pregnant Ones this coming weekend -- it's the husband's birthday so we're making merry. not sure what we're doing yet -- the son suggested bowling. i'd like to go paint pottery (and then have gelato), but the husband isn't fond of that activity. and after all, it is his birthday...

husband is still having a lot of gunk and junk in his head and chest. he seems really beset by some kind of gremlin so i hope he's better by friday. if he doesn't sound better pretty soon, i'm going to have to worry.

i'm listening to Joey Fehrenbach playing Beltenebros from the mellowdrama album on groovera.com -- this guy's music is soooooo great!!! right up my alley!

vignette ~ Butterfly Tree

She lay on her back under the wispy tree, watching the butterflies as they wandered from branch to branch. The butterflies seemed to love the tree -- they spent time in other trees, but always returned to this one. She knew they did, because the butterflies all had slight differences in their coloring which allowed her, or any others who wished to take the time to observe, to note which was which and so to keep track of them.

She liked one of them in particular, a small green one with lavender and blue spots. At times it was iridescent, but usually it was a muted swirl of soft colors which blended in nicely with the flowers in and near the tree. Mentally she had named the butterfly Pal, a shortened version of palette, since the colors which ran across the surface of its wings were a mixture of some of her favorites.

Oh Pal, what do you play, and where do you go, at the end of the day. The little ditty she had thought up drifted through her mind. It was something she always wondered about: the butterflies would be there and then, without a person even being aware it was happening, they would simply disappear. No matter how many times she watched for it and regardless of the season or the weather, it was always the same. They just disappeared. Sort of like what happened to me, she thought.

Almost a year had gone by since that afternoon ... It had been a beautiful spring day with lots of sunshine, fluffy little clouds, and friendly noises -- a tractor, a barking dog, a coal train going through the tunnel a mile away. She took a break from studying for her botany final to hang the clothes out to dry while her mom went to the store.

She loved botany, but Dodsen was the worst teacher she’d ever had. He was boring, egotistical, and graded like his class was the only one the students had to study for. And it seemed so wrong, since students PAID to go to the university and should be able to FIRE someone who wasn’t doing a good job. But it didn’t work that way and even though botany was her major, she actually had to force herself to study for that class. It didn’t take much to pry her away, and hanging clothes was her favorite thing to do -- right now anyhow.

She loved their small farm in the country -- there was no place else like it in the whole world. Not that she’d traveled the whole world, but she loved her home so much she had no desire to go anywhere else. After her dad died, she and her mom made some changes. The fields were rented out to old man Halley, the orchard was maintained by people from the coop, and the forest was left undisturbed so as to provide a buffer around the house and keep outsiders at bay.

A light breeze drifted through the yard that day, just enough to fan the sheets she was hanging and to ruffle the kitchen curtains. She remembered hearing her window chimes softly tinkling to each other. Donut, her faithful German Shepard, was lounging under the elm tree with his tongue out, watching the world go by.

No matter how often she thought about it, she couldn’t quite put together the events that led up to her... well, her journey. There she was hanging clothes and just being. Then she noticed her chimes. Then things got a little blurry and Donut barked twice. She had closed her eyes and rubbed her forehead, but when she opened her eyes again her whole world was different.

With a gasp, she noticed several things in quick succession: the sky was deep blue overhead but pinkish-red near the horizon -- in all directions; her farm was gone; she was trying to run and scream maniacally at the same time. In pure panic mode she wildly girl-ran about 30 yards across the short field-grass before she tripped over a rock and fell.

She lay there whimpering, trying to catch her breath and make sense of what she was seeing. The sky was just not right. And not only was her farm gone, but there were no trees. She sat up and saw there were no phone lines, no roads, nothing which indicated people were nearby. There were no cell phone towers, no contrails, no noises ... where could she possibly be?

Slowly fear gave a little ground to fascination, and as her heart rate slowed she took a deep breath, stood up, and looked around. She almost felt like she needed to duck her head, what with the sky not being quite right, but it wasn’t hurting her so she tried to figure out if there was some place and something she could make into a shelter. Scanning the horizon, she slowly turned 360°, intent on finding something besides the grassy ground. There was only a stream.

Well, at least there’s water. She thought for a minute about what was happening and tried to come up with something logical. Or at least reasonable. I’m hallucinating. I hit my head. I had a stroke and I’m dying. I’ve traveled back in time. Oh god, I’ve traveled forward in time and the whole world has killed itself.

She finally stopped thinking and just stood still for about 5 minutes. When nothing happened she decided that night would come sooner or later and maybe she should figure out how to handle that -- where to sleep, what to eat, what to beware of. At least she wasn’t going to run out of things to think about and be bored like Dodsen’s class. This is better than Dodsen anyday ... probably ... maybe.

soul food for dada

the husband is sick today. he has a cold or some lay-you-low thing like that. as soon as i've had my tea i'm off to get him some campbell's chicken noodle soup and orange juice.

Vonage - yay, verizon - boo

between the lawyers and mbas, the little guy (consumer) doesn't stand a chance.

i already hate verizon and am going to switch to another cell provider when my contract is up this year, but the poisionous tactics they've used on Vonage, our home phone (internet) provider, is disgusting.

did Vonage abuse patent rules? i can't tell since the story doesn't address the details of that. my understanding, however, is that Vonage has been paying at least some patent dues like it should.

Vonage has done an excellent job of providing great service at very little cost, and its 2+ million customers obviously agree. but gutting a superior company seems to be business as usual here in this country. remember ma bell? i know there are others but i'm so appalled right now i can't think of any. just hell.

story here.

vignette ~ Rumblings

So many errands to run and things to do, but what a beautiful day -- lots of sun, blue sky, and a perfect temperature! Why is it that springtime just makes a person feel good? His mind wandered as he moved through the steady traffic observing a greening yard here, a budding tree there. Yes, things were finally looking cheerful after the long, cold, dreary winter.

Suddenly his tummy rumbled -- he glanced at the clock and realized it was almost 1 pm. No wonder I’m hungry, he thought. As he went through the roundabout, he decided to go to the Chinese restaurant just down the street. He’d passed by it often and always wondered if it was any good. He loved Chinese food, but there was no local place which really met his exacting tastes. Being an optimistic person by nature, however, he looked forward to a pleasant discovery as he drove into the moderately-populated parking lot, sandwiching himself between an SUV and a Smart car before locking up and strolling easily through the sunshine.

A tiny hostess met him and said, “Tabo fo one?”

“I’d like to look at your menu first, please.”

“Menu? We no have menu. You come, I sit.”

Before she could start off, he interrupted her. “Wait. You don’t have a menu?”

“No, we only have one thing. Come.”

“One thing? Well ... what is it?”

“Haggis.”

“H-haggis?”

“Yes, haggis.”

“Scottish haggis?”

“Yes, you come now?”

“Uhhh, well ... maybe some other time. Thanks anyway, though.”

He turned around, glancing at the nearest tables as he reached for the door. He couldn’t really make out anything on the plates and he didn’t want to stop and stare so he smoothly continued his way outside.

Haggis, he thought. Huh. Haggis. That’s just weird. And he shook his head a couple of times as he drove off to MacDonald’s.

the light at the end

the neighbors are moving. they have been a thorn in the husband's side since several months after we moved here -- just about the time the neighbor's husband moved out and filed for divorce.

she is a really pretty, 40-ish, slender blond from canada and he is a tall, 40-ish, slender greying okie without an accent since he's lived here most of his life. at any rate, she is very hard to get acquainted with which i could never tell was from shyness, or the innate arrogance that the canadians seem to heavily emote.

the two older boys were in school other-where, but the youngest was a senior in high school and was in band and had his own band and practiced allllllll the time. with the windows open. with the volume mega-loud.

anyhow, it got old and (making a very long story short) the police got involved and the kid had a couple of drinking parties and finally got caught and we think he dropped out of school and he had to go to court and it's been messy.

anyhow, another neighbor told us the loud neighbors are moving away at the end of this month. the mother is going to her sister in canada (and must already be gone since she's not been around, which really is nothing new), and the youngest kid (we think) will be staying with his dad and going to technical school.

yesterday there were a bunch of kids over there all afternoon, smoking and playing loud music outside in the sunshine, while the boys tossed a softball around and the girls stood around and the dog was off-leash.

i'm praying for a month of rain.

dream 4

i was talking with someone about a horror movie and proceeded to show them that one of the buildings on campus had a basement which went down several flights underground, the final flight being a narrow, vertical shaft which was sunk much farther underground. as i was explaining, i remembered i'd seen this building in some of my dreams before.

i knew i didn't want to watch the horror movie, so i went to value village and looked around. i discovered some spoons i thought i could use, so picked them up, and continued looking around. there were two complete sets of old-family silver wonderfully wrapped in that bunting which protects silver from discoloration, but the patterns were very ornate and i didn't think mike and his fiancee would like them.

i kept browsing, found a pair of earrings i liked, then bought everything and continued looking. i was surprised to find an old friend convalescing in a bed in the clothing section and talked with him a little bit. he had broken his leg but didn't seem in a hurry to leave the store.

all of a sudden i realized i didn't have my package anymore. i looked all around and re-traced my steps, but couldn't find where i had put it down. dangit!! someone had lifted my stuff! and after i'd already paid for it!

i was very bummed and wondered what this world is coming to that someone would steal something from someone in value village. as i started to leave, i walked by the cashier and, sitting amid a pile of clothes, was my package. she had wrapped it in brown paper after i'd paid, and apparently i'd wandered off before she was finished so she left it on the table for me. someone hadn't stolen it after all.

a side note

lost luggage is one thing, but unclaimed luggage gets sold! i've never heard of someone NOT claiming their luggage. so where does all this stuff come from???

seems kinda suspicious to me ...

bumped people, lost bags...

the airlines are having a lot of problems these days, but the flying public has become more complacent. read on ...

Airline hassles are on the rise: More passengers found themselves bumped, their flights delayed or their bags lost last year than in 2005 ... The report does not include recent weather-related flight delays such as the ones that left JetBlue and United Airlines planes idling for hours on taxiways.

“They just don’t get it yet,” said Dean Headley, an associate professor at Wichita State University who co-authored the study with Brent D. Bowen of the University of Nebraska at Omaha.

Industry spokesman David Castelveter blamed the majority of delays on bad weather. Making matters worse, he said, more planes will be in the air in coming years and the air traffic control system cannot handle the growth.

Southwest had the lowest number of complaints in 2006, 0.18 per 100,000 passengers. United and US Airways tied for the most, 1.36 per 100,000 passenger.

Hawaiian Airlines had the best on-time performance (93.8 percent) for 2006, followed by Frontier Airlines (80.7 percent) and Southwest (80.2 percent). Atlantic Southeast Airlines had the worst on-time performance (66 percent).

Last year, for every 1,000 passengers, 6.50 bags were lost, stolen or damaged, compared with 6.06 in 2005. Hawaiian had the best baggage handling performance; Atlantic Southeast the worst.

The increase in lost bags comes as at least one domestic carrier — Spirit Airlines — plans a new fee for passengers who check their bags. Come June, Spirit will charge $5 each for one or two checked bags if the ticket was booked online and $10 each for passengers who do not book online.

“It just seems to me that consumer expectations have been lowered,” Headley said, explaining that at the end of the 1990s and in 2000 the numbers of complaints were much higher, even though problems with baggage and delays were less frequent.

at least it isn't 'bumped bags, lost people' -- for the full story, go here.

true crime -- small town beat

March 27: Police were dispatched to a hazard report involving a small boy who was running around a residential yard very close to a man on a riding lawnmower. An officer found a father and son mowing the lawn together.

March 26: A 26-year-old Oregon resident entering the U.S. from Canada on the Amtrak train was found to have a warrant for his arrest. The person was detained by U.S. Customs and then arrested by police when the warrant was confirmed. He was transported to the jail by an officer.

March 26: Police and Border Patrol officers were notified of two individuals who had entered Canada by jumping the ditch between the port of entries. The two individuals were subsequently observed returning to the United States in the same manner. Border Patrol agents apprehended the first individual who was on foot. A police officer later observed the suspect vehicle being driven by the second individual. The driver was contacted and found to be driving with suspended privileges. The man was arrested and cited. The vehicle was impounded.

did you know ...

+ we've decided to join one of the local churches.
+ waving your hand back and forth under running water makes it warm up faster.
+ we've decided to adopt a baby.
+ it's raining again.
+ i report in to my new job tomorrow.
+ today is april fool's.