So I'm taking my new Madone out of my home in the new Foxcroft way subdivision just north of the loop. I'm heading down Hickory Blvd and the weather is stunning. I pass a guy puffing up a hill on a 'nago which is cool because those guys on Italian bikes are such posers. Anyway, I'm passing the strip mall with the Dunn Bros and this guy in what looks like a '93 Lumina honks at me. He is =way= out of his neighborhood. So I turn down Kings Roost Ave towards the Starbucks and pull up between an Escalade and Jag in the parking lot. I saw Mrs. Whitley pull out in her beemer and she gave me that smile that I know means business. Life is good in the 'burbs.
Ack, it's late and it's snowing.