Made it home from Atlanta, and will never drive there again. If the need should arise for me to go to that city, I'll take the hour flight from the local airport.
I lost count on how many times I asked "What the fuck are you doing?' as I was driving home today.
Today seemed to be Take your grandchildren to Costco day. Between the single number children and the mostly women who's age began with a 7 if not higher, it was an obstcle course in the store.