Overcorrection and weaving are the best ways to identify a drunk or texting driver.

I have only once had to drive while high, to get a dog to the emergency vet.

No matter how hard I TRIED to go faster (I was taking the dog to the emergency vet after all), my body would not let the car go over about 50-55 on the highway and not over 35-40 on the smaller roads. About 10 miles under the speed limit in both cases. It's like my brain and body knew how fast it could handle things.and refused to go any faster.

Whereas the one time I drove while even slightly alcohol impaired (after a dinner and two apparently strong drinks) I immediately ran into a parking lot bollard and dented my truck. I stopped right there and went back inside the restaurant to have a dessert and sober up a bit.

So I can believe what you say.

There was once a time when most members of congress listened to scientists and other learned minds in their fields.

Now scientists are viewed with suspicion and distrust by much of our congress and much of our public.

Why? Ask the media, who under the guise of "fair" reporting give equal time to anyone who disagrees with science, making their crackpot claims seem equal in weight.

It will give "Terrorist Cell" a whole new meaning!

AT&T has found a new excuse to not invest in their infrastructure.

I'm not an AT&T customer, so I can only assume that AT&T does not ask its customers to pay for bandwidth (e.g. it gives its services away for free), and AT&T relies on content providers for all of its profit? That's the only situation I can imagine where such behavior makes sense.

Has anyone studied how to spoof this thing? Firecracker in a piece of iron pipe?
You know the kids are going to try. I know I would have.

Doesn't matter. The exec will have all his passwords taped to the bottom of his laptop.

Seen it too many times to be shocked.

I had a recruiter bitch me out on the phone because I wouldn't take a job that she sent me on an interview for. Why? The pay was $10K less than I said I would take, and they only offered me slightly above my current salary.

She (the recruiter) told me she would make sure I never got a good job again.

Oddly enough, two months later I got another job at the salary I requested.

And then anyone can steal my underpants.

And guess what? No matter how secure the system is, the underpaid housekeeping and maintenance staff can still go in whenever they want.

Let me see...In the past two years, almost every person on my street has started a side business. Two of them have quit thier jobs and now just work on their small business. I hope to quit in a few years when mine is built up enough, it's doing well so far, I've gotten an effective 20% raise for a few hours a week extra work. One neighbor's business has failed, but his idea was stupid.

The fact is that MOST small businesses fail in a few years. Blaming "Obamacare" is just covering for your stupidity.

This is actually done already.

My company has a program that hands out pedometers and if you meet certain fitness goals you get a discount on your health insurance. And if enough people do it, the company gets a big discount from the insurer.

And it's a good thing to do. Most people at the company have lost weight and are much healthier.

No, he's not talking about his sex life. Just because you are hetero doesn't mean you are even having sex. It just means that if you were to have sexual relations it's more likely that your partner will be of the opposite sex.

Listen to this person.

I got mine two years ago and they removed some stage 1 polyps. Had I waited a few years I might be in the same boat as this AC.

Now I have to get colonoscopies every 3 years. But I am not complaining.

I always tell people that my job is to make it so that eventually I am the only one who comes to work, and I just sit there in case I have to push the big red button to keep it all from going kablooey.

It was a choice of eliminating 1/3 of the jobs, or have all the jobs outsourced to Taiwan. I saved 2/3 of the jobs. That's pretty easy choice.

Now what were you saying about me?