Busted!
On the way back from Castle Rock this evening I was pulled over for the second time in my life—for supposedly failing to make a full stop at a stop sign. Fortunately, the fellow in question was nice enough to let me go without a ticket. I almost wish he hadn’t, so that he might be spared in the upcoming purges, but then, if he had then there’d be no reason to spare him. It’s a good thing he wasn’t a mile up the road…
