Eyes on the Road
By Thomas Gallant
For both of you wondering why it’s been so long since I’ve written (hint: it isn’t because I’ve been banging Adam’s neice girlfriend), it’s mostly due to the fact that I’ve spent little time at my computer in the past few weeks. It’s true, my computer has seen as much of me as Sarah Palin has seen of Russia from her backyard.
I could ramble on about the various weddings and other events I’ve been to in July, but who wants to read about that? What I’d like to do is share some of the things I’ve seen people do while driving. Things that don’t seem to cause the law-creating outrage that talking or texting do. I’m guilty of at least some of these myself:
