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Wow, if you haven’t already done so, you’ve got to check out this article. Unfortunately, I think Hollywood will see this as a great idea for a movie.

So this coming weekend, I am heading up to Baltimore to take my little brother to watch the Seattle Mariners beat the Baltimore Orioles. Yes my friends, I am damn excited. Not only do I get to hang out with my brother, I get to see my boys play for the first time in person in over 2 years. I’m long overdue for a game, so I didn’t feel bad spending the money on the tickets.

I’m now addicted to The Boxcar Racers. My brother turned me on to them when he was wondering if Blink-182 had changed their name or something, because they sounded so similar. Turns out two of the members from Blink formed a little side band in their spare time and the music rocks. I put one of their songs on my site (over there on the right). Anybody who likes Blink should check it out. The ending is probably the best.

I’ve had a few people ask me what the hell I was talking about in my profile lately, so I figured I’d just post the story for all to read. It all started (and ended for that matter) last Friday when a group of us went out bowling. We were all riding in and SUV type car, so we were able to cram a lot of people into it. However, there was still 1-too-many so I offered to lay in the very back. As it turned out, it was so damn comfortable back there that I fell asleep. When we were getting into the car to come back, some of the people who had ridden with us went home with other people, so I should have went up front and gotten into a seatbelt. However, due to the memorable experience I had on the drive over, I decided to lay in the back again.

So we’re cruising - no, make that speeding - down the highway when a cop decides we’d be a good target for his cocky attitude. As I am laying down looking out the window, I hear the siren come on and the window is filled with blue lights and I immediately think shit…he’s gonna see me back here and give me a ticket for not having a seatbelt, especially when I COULD have one on. Me good friend Lee was driving and we were just at our exit, so he figured he’d pull off and then stop, where it was a little safer. After getting off the ramp however, Lee decided he’d drive to the next road to pull over.

Now I’ve got to be honest, I can’t blame the cop for thinking we were trying to get away. When it’s 2 AM and a truck-load of college kids won’t pull over, you can’t help but think that they’ve got something to hide. However, I’m still in the back, glued to the floor and praying that he never sees me, so I’ve got no clue what’s going on out there. Yet I notice that the cop’s lights are no longer coming from behind us, but instead seem to be next to us. Lee finally finds a spot to pull over and he is greated by the cop shouting “SHOW ME YOUR HANDS. LET ME SEE YOUR HANDS,” which makes me think, “Oh GREAT, this is going to look fabulous when he makes us all show him our hands and he sees two hands come flying out of the back.” Luckily however, he doesn’t make us all show him our hands and he strolls up to the window and proceeds to lecture us on how he was about to spin us out since he thought we were trying to run away. Somewhere in the middle of Lee playing dumb, this comedic dialogue was struck.

Cop: “Son, didn’t that turn on the ramp seem extremelly fast?”

Lee: “Uh….it should have?”

Pure gold my friends. As my luck would have it, since he pulled up next to us, he never walked by the back of the truck and therefore, never saw me and we got off with a warning since nobody was drinking. However, on the way home, Fellner was talking about how he was thinking the cop was about to spin us out since he pulled up right next to us, which they only do before they are about to spin us out. Hearing that we were about to be spun out and that Fellner actually THOUGHT we were, I calmly stated:

Me: “Uh guys…the next time a cop is about to spin out the car, I can personally assure you that the guy in the very back who has no clue what is about to happen and who has no seatbelt on would HIGHLY APPRECIATE ANY WARNINGS THROWN HIS WAY ABOUT A POSSIBLE SPIN OUT!”

And so that is what I was talking about =) Until next time… Oh and remember, tip your pizza man.