So on the way home from school in Robert's car, after picking up Rally's (two large fries, a taco, and a medium Mr. Pibb), we were on the 405 South, just passing Bella Terra (though not quite passing Buca de Peppo).  All of a sudden, the carpool lane STOPS in front of us.  For a moment, we just assume that someone was an idiot and slammed on the ( Read more... )