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Notes from today's outings...

To the shitheel tailgating me in his MuricaBigTruck and flashing his brights:

1) There's a speed limit. Some of us actually follow it.

2) We're on a two lane, double yellow striped stretch of road. If you're feeling froggy, go around.

3) Next time, I pull you from your vehicle and give you a lesson in driving etiquette that will have me up in front of the Hague on war crimes charges.
 

On the way to the bank, I spotted a lady carrying her baby, and looking through her recycle bin at the curb.

Me: *slows down, opens window, points to bebeh* "I think those are category 4 recyclables, ma'am.

Much laughter from mama. My work is done here.
 

The Dutch Brothers drive through coffee place is a somewhat alien experience. Proceed cautiously. Once you have successfully navigated the 8 drive thru lanes, you will notice there's no speaker to yell your order into. There's an actual person(s) with a tablet. Do not yell at them. They are out in the gods-awful heat, but have been provided icevests (vests that have cold packs in them to keep the wearer cool) Cute girls in shorts with tats and piercings enhance the order-placing experience. Order a large, iced Annihilator. It does not disappoint. Note to self: Nice people. Good coffee drinks. They may live.
 

This has been your Danish Shenanigans update.

Have a fulfilling day.

If you don't get help at Charter, please get help somewhere.