A few weeks ago Josh and I were driving around Salt Lake and we saw this installment. It says,"I laugh at high gas prices." I really wish i could laugh at gas prices also, but I can't ride my bike to work. It would take me hours.
Today I took this picture when I got off the freeway on my way to Rusty Pickle. I remember when i first got my car I paid $1.63 for gas. There was a lot of talk back then (meaning 6 or so years ago) about "high gas prices." I just feel so helpless. $3.83 a gallon is a lot to fork out.
Modern society makes it so you have to drive to most things. Maybe I should invest in a horse.
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