Flutterby™! : Calling out the assholes

Last night, driving home from Fresno, we hit 101 north through Marin and Sonoma in the middle of the evening commute. We were over in the carpool lane, that ends somewhere around Novato, and this guy shows up in our rear-view mirror. He's got a cell phone in his hand, chattering away. I mean, that's not exactly complying with California state law, but it's all good.

Then up in the narrows there's an obvious compression wave up ahead of us, so I back off on the accelerator in the hopes of leaving a little space and softening up the traffic jam, and dickhead here zips around on the right, pulls in front of me, and slams on his brakes.

So on the off chance that someone out there knows the asshole who was driving the "U.S. Government — For Official Use Only" silver Pontiac with license plate 6857H last night up route 101 through Sonoma, I'd appreciate it if you'd smack him good and hard and tell him that's for being a schmuck about 2 seconds last night, that probably cost the people behind him many minutes.