The most painful conversation I keep overhearing--other than "I'm getting into the elevator now. You're breaking up"--is the one in which people complain about gas prices. It has become such an incessant whine that the Senate set up an entire subcommittee on how to fix the problem, taking away valuable time Senators should have spent trying to woo James Jeffords with hookers.
Now I know it's surprising to see a different gas price every time you stop at a Texonobil. It's not like every time you go to Safeway, jujubes jump up or down 50%. But that probably explains why...
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