Hee hee. Busted again.

So, three hours after I posted that last post, I went home for lunch. And guess what happened?

The police stopped me again!

What, do I look like some sort of menace to society? I mean, I understand why they pull over Jorge all the time - he looks like an angry mujahedeen. But sweet little perky blue-eyed me? I tell you, it's profiling.