I feel your pain living in SFL. Any trip north sucks; nothing but grass and swamp. I always prefer to drive south to the Keys personally. The 4-hour trip to Key West is amazing on a cool Fall day with the windows down.

Ah, driving in Florida, where the “fast” lane ranges from 35-45 MPH and the “slow” lane ranges from 40-110 MPH.

I brought it back a few weeks ago after taking over as ME. No one was that against it before, including Travis, it just got away from us. But I brought it back because I know you guys dig it, and it's my job to make you happy :)

:)

Also with teh miata you have to factor in that the second passenger is heavier cause its always another dude. ;)

NBC has a multicolored logo? How sad that all of you noticed that. I wouldn’t know, of course, since I don’t see color. <preens>

Pedant. In the good way.

It's an old term from the late, lamented Spy magazine.

Short-fingered vulgarians gonna short-fingered vulgarian

Wine in my house lasts 30-40 minutes.

Just so I understand, you went to a Blue Man Group performance, a group that is well known for having an actual poncho section due to their show involving the audience with all sorts of messy substances. You wore a white shirt, which was expensive and custom made anyways? That....that just seems foolish. I’m glad you…

Truck drivers do it all the time.

I’ve been driving only by windows and mirrors since ever, and I’m still here to tell about it...

Truckers don’t have anything BUT their mirrors. WTF you talking about?

yay for Alison Brie

Why do you guys always have to tune anything turbocharged for? A Focus ST is 2.0L with 252 HP. This has .3L more and has about 95 more HP. The Focus ST is a little monster at the track, right from the factory. Stock. Do you know how quick this will make this RS at a track, with a full warranty?

Hah. I swear, I'm not that internet grammar Nazi. But when someone says something ridiculous that doesn't warrant a response, I bust it out.

Nope. He still needs punched. Perhaps not with a chair, but a fist is still called for.

The Marshal Ustinov leaving Hampton Roads, 1989