Mr. Police Officer, I know you were well-meaning and all that, but I was following that blue Honda so closely because I was following her back to her place. And as I didn't know where I was going I didn't want to lose her at the many Laguna traffic lights. And when you shined that light into my face and asked me to follow your pen with my eyes, it was only obvious that I was going to squint. Bright lights have a way of doing that. And when you asked me to get out of my car for a sobriety check, I understood you were just doing your job to keep dangerous drivers off the road, but your job caused me to drive around South Laguna in a dangerously dense fog while reading a map for 45 minutes all just trying to figure out where her house was located based on directions I had from a totally different area. By the time I got there, it was 3:30 in the morning, and she was asleep. Thanks for the concern, but your attempts at keeping the peace only kept me from getting a piece.

Grumble.

On a positive note, off to Vegas today to freeze my ass off on some big red rocks for two days.