A woman from Lowell, Massachusetts, who describes herself as a Pastafarian (Church of the Flying Spaghetti Monster), was allowed to wear a colander on here head recently for a drivers license photo. Because this his her "religion," it was allowed...
I grew up drinking raw milk. I'm relatively okay :-) I love it and soon, Maine farmers may be able to sell it without a license. Good news for them and us lovers of milk in it's purest, if not safest, form!
A little earlier today I did a story about the teens of today and their lacking in ambition when it comes to getting their driver's license. After looking at mine, I see a few things that I find funny and one that I find interesting.
Back on May 15, 2010, I went to see a Fisher Cats game in Manchester, N.H. We had a good time, even though the visiting Sea Dogs lost. Ate at the Arrowhead Diner, and everything was all good until the drive home. It was a Saturday night at 11:49 on I-95 in Wells where I was bagged for going 91 in a 65.