**Holiday Message for LVA**

With the Holidays upon us I would like to share a personal experience with my friends about drinking and driving.
As you may know some of us have been known to have brushes with the authorities from time to time on the way home after a "social session" out with friends.
Well, two days ago I was out for an evening with friends and had several cocktails followed by some rather delightful red wine. Feeling jolly I still had the sense to know that I may be slightly over the limit.
That's when I did something that I've never done before.... I took a cab home.
Sure enough on the way home there was a police road block, but since it was a cab they waved it past. I arrived home safely without incident.

This was a real surprise as I had never driven a cab before, I don't know where I got it and now that it's in my garage I don't know what to do with it.



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She was too drunk to drive, so she took a cab.

Problem?

Well, yes.

After a heavy night of drinking, a sloshed Elizabeth Otero, 28, jumped into the driver’s seat of a yellow cab she found parked on Mercer St. on the Lower West Side and sped off, according to a criminal complaint.

The Bronx woman “had bloodshot eyes, slurred speech, and a strong odor of an alcoholic beverage on her breath” when a cop found her, a mile and a half away, sitting in the stolen cab with the engine running, according to the criminal complaint detailing the Sunday incident.

Otero had a blood-alcohol content of 0.22 — nearly three times the legal limit, according to cops. She also told officers at the scene she has never had a driver’s license, according to the complaint.

Otero was arraigned on a slew of charges, including grand larceny, aggravated drunken driving and criminal possession of stolen property, authorities said.

I drank so much wine last night I also took a cab home....




































































a cabernet that is

Thought you town was more exciting than I had suspected. In fact, I wonder how many cabs they have.

I well recall those "won't happen to me" days, young and stupid.

It is no minor miracle that I was never stopped for DUI, or didn't hurt somebody for that matter.

Years ago, driving home after a post-work happy hour at Bennigan's, I was in a fender bender, my fault. It was a very cold night and the officer invited me and the other driver to sit inside his cruiser while the reports were done. I was given the traffic ticket for the collision. My husband came to get me (my car was damaged enough to be towed) and he could smell booze on my breath as soon as I got in our car. Why that cop didn't notice it and check me for DUI I'll never know. Talk about undeserved luck.

That was my last time ever to drive after even one sip of alcohol.

Hilarious, JM!

Had me believing you were totally serious until that last line. Shoulda known.

Did you really do this?