Cuss and swear

Are we in May already? I hadn't noticed. I'm driving around too much and I don't like it. I used to really enjoy driving and I still do. I drove 4000 miles over Christmas in another place on Planet Earth and I loved every minute of it.

Here I've spent the past couple of months frequenting the highways where I've been tailgated by speeding 18-wheeler trucks, terrorized by freakin' BMWs who think they own the road and pissed off by drivers who leave their brains at home.

By the time I get home, I'm in no mood to blog. I just want to cuss and swear.