The police got me last weekend.
I was coming home from work, and upon turning off the Interstate ramp, I saw the county mounty parked in the empty parking lot. It took both hands, but I managed to keep my foot from pressing too much on the accelerator.
But he quickly pulled out behind me and came up close on my tail. Hah, I thought, he wants to presure me into speeding, but I'm not going to do it!
Then the lights came on. What do I do? Should I pull over or make a run for it. My home was less than two miles away, I could make it there before he got reinforcements. Then I could hole up and make a Randy Weaver-type stand.
My better judgement quickly took over and I pulled over. The officer wanted to tell me I had a burned out headlight. He probably also wanted to smell my breath and look inside my car for suspicious cellephane-wrapped packages of white powder, but I was okay there.
We're in the 21st century. Why am I getting pulled over for a burned out headlight? I still have the other headlight, my daytime running lights, parking lights, fog lamps; heck, I've got more lights on the front of my vehicle than a UFO!
The officer said he was just giving me a verbal warning, not to worry.
But it's the weekend, what happens if I don't get it fixed right away, I asked?
He said he wasn't concerned. He was sure I'd get it fixed once I got tired of being pulled over by police.
My burnt out headlight is repaired.

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