I left my house at about 5:50 this morning, and before I got out of the subdivision, I was sitting behind the flashing lights of a police car.

The officer finally walked up to the truck and I asked him what was up.  He asked where I was going, where I lived (umm, right around the corner where you just saw me leave from).  Asked for my license and then gave me some BS about ‘looking for a white Dodge pickup in the area’.  Yeah, ok.

There just happened to be one in the driveway across from where he pulled me over, so I pointed to it and said “there ya go”.  He smiled, gave me back my license and said have a nice day.

Not sure what that was all really about, but whatever.