Two amusing license plates spotted a few days ago. First, I think I may have brushed with political austerity. On the Taconic I saw a nice blue Jaguar with a soft top. Looked very new as it blew by. When I spotted the plate ROLLBAMA I was like, “Hey, hold everything.” Could it be a clever play on ‘rolling down the highway’ mixed with Obama? Could this be the Democratic Presidential hopeful, out for a drive, sans secret service? Probably not. I don’t recall from TV news that he was anywhere near New York. And though I tried to catch up, a glimpse of the candidate wasn’t worth getting a ticket for doing 80+ on the Taconic. Too much fuzz for comfort. So, I can’t be totally sure, now can I?

But a Jag, man. Makes you wonder where those record breaking campaign contributions are really going, doesn’t it?

My disappointment was soon replaced with a good, hearty belly laugh. Yet another car blew by me. Where were all the cops? Geez, from Dutchess to Westchester I often see more 6 or more cruisers. Still, I’m glad they weren’t out or I might have missed this gem. It was a Pontiac Vibe. Sure, not as cool as a new Jag convertible, but here was the license plate:

VIBERADR

That’s a man confident in his ability to please the ladies, know what I mean?