The mate, offspring and I were on our way home from visiting the parental units when Kenny Loggins' Danger Zone came on the radio. I was in the far right lane and we were approaching an onramp. Another van started creeping out and directly in front of us and I deftly changed lanes, went around them and back into the right lane all the while singing at the top of my lungs. My wife just looked at me coldly.
When I realized she was giving me the evil eye I said, "What?"
She said, "You are not in a fighter jet. You could have slowed down back there."
I said, "Call me Iceman," and grinned at her. She doesn't think I'm as funny as I think I am.
