This weekend was the first time I've driven home from school to my parent's new home. After living at our old house for eight years and getting used to judging times and distances based on its location, this new place is going to take some getting used to. Of course, it's only about 5 houses from the house I grew up in, but that's not the point.
Posts from October 13, 2002
Toll Running Tim
I crossed the Chespeake Bay Bridge four times in the past two days. My parents have an E-Zpass, which is supposed to make paying tolls much easier by making an electronic transaction while you slowly pass through an unmanned booth. Unfortunately, the first time I went through the toll, the E-Zpass didn't work and I had no choice but to drive away without paying the toll.
If you've ever run a toll, you're probably familiar with the hockey buzzer sound, letting everyone within a half mile know "THIS GUY RAN THE TOLL WITHOUT PAYING!!!" Fear of embarrassment was enough to deter me from using the E-Zpass lane the next time I crossed the bridge. Of course, some cavernous corner of my pocket managed to hide one dime, forcing me to unwittingly short the toll booth lady ten cents.
Thankfully, the following two trips across the bridge proved uneventful.

