Here Comes Speed Racer

I was watching the news last night in an effort to stay as misinformed as possible. I was hoping for some leftist slant on a right wing conspiracy, or a storm team pile on about possible drizzle affecting our morning commute, but I got more, so much more.

Channel 7 had a report called "Over The Limit." I really enjoy any kind of investigative report, especially the ones that involve black lights and hotel bed linens, or rodents in my chili. This report was about speeding, one of my favorite pastimes. Our intrepid reporters studied six months worth of speeding tickets from Cook, Will, and Dupage counties and found that the average speeder is going 25 miles over the limit, and 80% are doing 20-40 over.

This is shocking! Not because of the amount of speeders, or even the amount of miles over the limit. No, it's shocking because I never seem to see these people. Where the hell are all the speeders? Sure, it could be because I'm leaving all the other drivers in my wake, but I doubt it. I always seem to be stuck behind some mope who has nowhere to go and forgot where his gas pedal is. I have to say I have a grudging admiration for someone going 40 miles over the limit. Dangerous, hell yeah, but come on, there's something a little wild west about doing 65 in a school zone. I know I'm making light of a serious topic, and people have been killed or injured by speeders, but I can't help myself. I'm like Maverick, I feel the need for speed.

On a lighter note. My new total for MySpace friends is 26. I'm so popular now that I shouldn't even be talking to you. Have a great weekend. Later...Brian