hey Managed last night to not get killed by some clown in an MPV full of kids who ran a red light in our little portion of suburbia. I don't mean late-amber-going-red; I mean already-gone-green-on-the-other-side-3-cars-in -the-intersection gone red. What a lunatic! I had a few choice comments which I hurled at him through the window, and the fucker had the nerve to look pissed off with me. Did I offend you? Cry me a river, Dick-face. So yeah... there are 4 rather large backsides on the side of Hell's Highway - a large billboard for Jockey has replaced their previous large billboard. In fact, the two large billboards have just traded places - so now the two lovely young ladies in the string bikinis are upside a large building at the Woodstock offramp; and the other two young ladies (At least, their rather impressive rumps), flanked by two young gentlemen (with likewise impressive backsides, it must be said) are again displaying their business ends to rush hour traffic. I say again because the 4-butt one was there before, about 3 months ago, and now is back. Now, Claire has a nice backside. At least, it looks magnificent in jeans and stuff; I've never seen it in all its pale, flesh-toned glory. And it seems like I never will, either. I presume the 3rd Jockey billboard is still at Cpt International Airport like it was back in late May, the last time I was there, fetching Andrew the Poet-Accountant when he returned home triumphant from England. Any major route into town and it's just ass-city. Super, no? I think so! Drive carefully out there... laters