Maybe I'll knit up some matching cuffs.
Saturday morning, my Close Knit Friends all showed up for a morning of knitting. Unfortunately, I wouldn't be joining them. I was on my way to Stanford, New York - about 2++ hours from my home to spring both Bill and my car from the lock-up. You see, he borrowed my Audi to drive to a baseball weekend with the guys, and although I warned him that the car goes faster than you think, he got pulled over for going 70 in a 55 mph zone. Mind you, it was 6 a.m and there was no one else on the Taconic. No one, that is, except for Bill... and State Trooper Stekl. 
"License and registration, please. Please stay in the vehicle."
What happened next is that the kind officer ran Bill's license against the NY database, and it came up that he had (INADVERTENTLY) not paid a ticket from 2000. Well, out came the handcuffs and the drug-sniffing very large German Shepherd to do a once around the car - and off they went to the State Barracks and off my car went on a flat bed to the car pokey. Next events: phone call to me, me in car, tick-tock, 2 hours, pay fine, wait to get the car, tick tock, arrive home. Oh, yes, we did have a lovely little lunch at a place so aptly named The Happy Days Cafe.
Needless to say, a good time was had by all. And it inspired me to start a new sweater:
Oh my goodness...
Shackles, yes. Cuffs, no.
::angelface::
Posted by:Cookie | September 24, 2006 at 05:57 PM
Sounds like an adventuresome trip! I love the sweater... LOL!
Posted by:Jennifer | September 24, 2006 at 08:05 PM
So glad you have a great sense of humor during this! LOL on the sweater.
Posted by:Estella | September 25, 2006 at 06:21 AM
Dayum, I thought that THAT only happened when one is DWB! As a former NYer who has contributed several cars to New York's GDP, I feel you, really I do.
Crafty knitting segue!
Posted by:Deborah | September 26, 2006 at 10:40 PM