Cara and I saw Dave Matthews Band last night.

They were really great! I drove myself and met Cara there (we were coming from different locations). On the way, I was thinking, finally, my personalized license plate will get a little attention.

I drove to the parking lot, there were cars behind me and…nothing. I sat in my car for a couple of minutes…nothing. Oh well.

On the drive home, Cara and I finally got the “respect” we deserved. A pickup truck full of teenagers honked and gave us our props via some clenched fists in the air. At first Cara thought they were hooligans looking for trouble but I reminded her we wear our band pride on our sleeves or in this case, on our car bumper.