Well i decided to go to Safeway in Dublin today and get some stuff to stock the office desk. I need my snacks during the day! The local NobHill Foods sucks and they dont have what I want to eat.
So on the way back down 680 I'm cruising along and some blinding "rice lights" comes into my side view mirror passenger side... they slow down into my blind spot and I just shake my head a little... no doubt reading my plate... Sure enough Mr. Highbeam comes up along side of me and paces with me for a bit and then the obvious begins to unfold... he's coming into traffic and is going to cut me off... no Mr. Dim Bulb not gonna happen. I stay right at his rear wheel and I can tell this just pisses him off... he's now tailgating the hell out of the guy in front of him which slows down because of it... Mr. LiteBrite comes zipping behind me on my ass... sigh.. not in the mood today for rice racing so I just let off the gas a bit and this must have just set off Mr. SpotLight zipping from around me and moving over two lanes I can already see what he's gonna attempt to do... Oh what the hell my exit is coming up... I punch it! I love my couch on wheels... shes big and powerful and had no issues with the Mazdaspeed or MS3 or whatever they call it. This guy was all over 680 zinging and zipping from lane to lane in his attempt to get in front of me. No luck though... ho hummm another notch in the dash. I'm gonna change my plate one of these days as it seems to provoke the "Best" in people all the time... but I guess my problem is letting myself get goaded into the event at all...! ;-)
Oh Well... live and learn... I'm getting too old for kicking kids butts in their little ricers...
The roads were nice... almost completely dry now... I guess there will be more rain come Thursday.
