I really enjoy a deep pink-soft peach-warm orange sunset...yeah I know, kinda corny for a dude. A pleasant baby does that too. However, my greatest joy usually comes when I'm playing in a band and we're all together and playing off of each other. It's like consumating a relationship. It's orgasmic for the brain. I've been playing in bands, orchestras, combos for several decades.

My question is a two-parter:
Why is there such a proliferation of license plates with handicap emblems on them? And does it seem like so many of the handicaps are between the ears of the drivers?