you keep the beat because you know the song

dear indiana,

you smell funny. i don't know what it is, like a combination of burning plastic, rubber, and garbage, but it is not pleasant.

your toll system is decrepit. in one place you still require me to use change and in another you have some wonky ticket system where i have to pull a printed ticket out of a machine, carry it with me for how ever many miles i was driving, and then hand it to someone else and pay $2.00 because i was on it for so many miles. it seems silly to slow down all of the traffic to a dead stop twice, and it's a waste of paper. get with the times and use something like ipass. i can't even remember the last time i had to dig around for change in my car to go through a toll booth before today.

oh, and your license plates are ugly.

sincerely,

joshua stein

p.s. - to the guy that runs the bp station that i pulled into at 21:59, waited for me to turn off my car and get out, and then shut all the lights off and came outside and motioned to me that you're closing: fuck you.