You ever had one of those moments when something goes badly and you worry that it might be your fault? I'm having one of those moments now as I think about Rockford's poor showing in a ranking of the best cities for outdoor grilling in America.
Confession time. I'll go first. More times than I can count at this point in my life, while driving, I've shouted something to the effect of "(curse word)! (another curse word)! (a polysyllabic curse word)! Illinois drivers suck!
If you happen to be single, this is supposed to be encouraging. If you're married, and reading this spurs you toward being single, please just leave me out of it. I don't want any troubles with angry spouses.