I was born in the early 1960’s, so by most standards I am a grown man.  That does not make me a grown up.  There is no way I’m a grown up.  That fact was confirmed the other day as I was driving down State Street to a business that sells delicious coffee.  A truck pulled in front  of me and as we sat at the stoplight, I read the back of the truck.  And giggled.  And thought, I should take a picture of that.  To be fair, I didn’t take it right away, I DID think about it.  But the inner 14 year old boy took over and I snapped.  And giggled.  And showed a few (select) people at work.  Only the ones that I knew were also going to find it funny.  And not everyone will find it funny.  Or even remotely amusing.  But if you do….well…enjoy!