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Yup, I went out of town again.  Only this time, I left Friday and got back last night.  Well, technically this morning, but I slept since then so it counts as last night.  We drove eight hours to see the Frazier Museum and the Louisville Science Centre.  Both were pretty cool.  We got started out late on Friday so didn’t hit our hotel until around 6am.  Thankfully the hotel had a 24 hour front desk and we called to tell them we’d be there after midnight and they let us have a late checkout, so it was a pretty good deal.  The Frazier Museum is pretty cool because it’s the only place in the US that has medieval armour.  They had some cool stuff and if you are ever in Louisville, check it out.  After the Science Centre, which was a Science Centre and pretty cool, we went to Lynn’s Paradise Cafe.  This place is a fucking hippy restaurant started and run by, you guessed it, hippies.  So, why would John, Holly, Lexy, and I go to a hippy restaurant?  Because Lexy HAD to get a Kentucky Hot Brown.  That’s right… Kentucky Hot Brown.  Sad thing is it wasn’t brown at all and looked really gross.  Lexy liked it though, so I suppose it was worth it.  Regardless of the Hot Brown, the place was REALLY expensive for what you got.  I mean John, Holly, and I all got 1/2 lb burgers that cost $9.  The burger was ok, but I got really disgruntled when I only got 4 onion rings.  I didn’t bitch about it because they were pretty crappy onion rings.  Holly liked her mashed potatoes and John thought his fries were ok, so I suppose that was worth it.  Then there was the drive home.  During the 16 hours of driving we hit three traffic jams.  Two going and one returning.  Two of the three weren’t that bad, but the second traffic jam we hit was fucking terrible.  We cross the Ohio River into Kentucky and BAM, dead stop on the highway.  I wait there for a while thinking it would get moving soon, but it doesn’t.  So, I was just back enough in line that I got the idea to hit the ramp onto another interstate, turn around, and hit our original highway.  Turns out a lot of other people had the same idea.  So we were stuck for about a half hour.  Then people started backing up the entrance ramp on the shoulders.  This pisses me off.  It just exacerbates the situation and you don’t get anywhere.  Then this fucker in front of me tries to back down the shoulder on my side of the road.  I say no and pull into the shoulder blocking him.  The guy keeps backing up, apparently thinking I’m gonna move.  HA!  I bleep a short honk at him, he stops sticks his head out the window, I flip him off, he flips me off, and he pulls forward a bit.  Then he gets out of the car and comes up to my window, I roll my window down and he asks, “You wanna move your car for me.”  I retort short, sweet, and too the point, “No.”  He leaves and may or may not have spit on my car, but oh well nothing damaging happened.  The guy gets back into his car and pulls back into his original place in line.  Apparently John had his knife out and ready to lunge if things went back.  Luckily the guy decided it wasn’t worth fighting over and I do thank him for that.  Ironic thing is no more than 5 minutes later things get moving.  Slow, yes, but it’s movement.  Turns out traffic was stopped because a motorcyclist crashed and burned on the highway.  We saw a pair of bloody pants, a bloody shirt and a motorcycle.  Presumably the cyclist himself was off to a hospital.  It was an interesting experience and all the traffic jams showed me that people are so fucking stupid.  They don’t pay attention to road signs and go blazing down the closed lanes thinking people will let them in in the last minute.  The thing that pisses me off the most is that people do let them in.  I just hate people so much.  Well, that’s about all on my side.