I had a dream this morning. It was more of a vision, actually. Or a ‘waking dream’ – but I think they call those hallucinations, and that sounds creepy. Anyway, there was this moron in a van on her cell phone. I saw myself slam into the back of her van, snatch the cell phone out of her bloody hands, and stab her in the eye (repeatedly) with the antenna.
I don’t suffer from road rage – I enjoy ever minute of it. I think Tony Stewart and I would get along pretty well.