Oh, Karma... let me count the ways

This is a testament to how much karma really does catch up with you.

Over the last year, i was pulled over maybe 8 or 9 times for speeding. Every single time, the officers let me off with a sweet, but firm warning. One time was by a woman and one was even in wyoming. the cop said, 'it looked like you were about to slow down.' you NEVER get let loose in wyoming. cops sit around and wait to pull people over, even for the slightest infraction. warnings just don't happen.

on my drive home from thursday, i got pulled over by joe-deputy who, i swear, memorized, verbatim, the 'i'm giving you a citation' speech. i felt like i was judging a ben stein rendition of a poorly performed drama monologue. he took far too long, was beyond calm and wasn't even personable (most cops will atleast offer up a 'how's the weather' or something clever). it was like listening to a lecture on the 80 different varieties of cheese. i snatched the $98 ticket out of his hand and sped off...under the speed limit, of course.

this morning, my stepdad offers me up all the mail that's been stock-piling here at city springs road. exciting. i got some kick ass catalogs, a package and best of all... a candid photo of me on October 4 driving around on Steele Street in Denver. Apparently i had been speeding and they snapped a picture and sent me a $40 bill. Rich thought it was hilarious.

Like i said... testament of karma. good thing i have a job now...and licky for me, i have some extra $$$ stashed in a hidden money pit. unfortunately, i haven't met him yet...