Random observations and thoughts from the drive from Philadelphia to New York City:
- A New Jersey license plate reading I4GOTT.
- Back home in Ohio, gas pumps give you all kinds of directions, almost to the point of silliness. After you insert your credit card and quickly remove it, they’ll tell you to LIFT NOZZLE and SELECT GRADE and BEGIN FUELING. Out here on the Eastern Seaboard, the pumps read your card and tell you to OPERATE PUMP. That’s it. I guess if you can’t figure it out from there, it’s not their flippin’ problem.
- There was a big sign right after we got on the New Jersey Turnpike that read “URGENT MESSAGE WHEN LIGHTS FLASHING – Tune radio to 1610 AM.” There were no lights anywhere near the sign.
- If you’re the driver of the large white Durango that was cut off twice by a yellow hardtop Tracker approaching the Verazzano Narrows Bridge, and almost cut off a third time getting onto the Belt Parkway East, early this afternoon, I’m really, really sorry. Between the dense fog and the unfamiliar territory, we kept realizing we had to be in your lane at the last possible instant. I swear to Doug it was nothing personal.