More accurately: $61.49, but that does not flow off the tongue as well.
Permit me to establish some general, life-experience-style benchmarks for our current domestic economy. This morning, I went out to fill up the gas tank of the car, and treat my kids to some fast-food breakfast. Nothing fancy: the car does not take premium gasoline, and we’re talking breakfast sandwiches and a hotcakes and sausage level of drive-through. Here are the receipts.
SIXTY DOLLARS. Continue reading Sixty bucks for gas and Mickey Dee’s.