Couldn’t get the lights straight on my crappy trailer today, but I had to haul lumber I bought from work home. Doing the same tomorrow. Lights work, but the turn signals and brake lights are hosed. (You can easily see the truck’s working lights.)

Stressed as hell about getting pulled over, even though these yahoos won’t fuck with you unless you have a hooker strapped to the hood and a bale of marijuana in the back. (or you’re black)

And these assholes driving around with, “Fuck you pigs! Pull me over!” plates. Jesus. Why do I even care? I’m a middle-aged white guy in the South, anything goes.