Fairly ghastly Saturday. I was driving with Mrs. Paco, on her first outing since her surgery, from Fairfax to Richmond to deliver some furniture to my older son. We got trapped in a massive traffic jam, and around Stafford I started to have transmission trouble. We pulled off the first exit we saw, called AAA, and a tow truck showed up within 10 minutes. The traffic back was heavy, but the driver - Chris, who works for Eddie's Repair Shop - was friendly and efficient and we finally got the old barge home.
Here's some advice: stay off of I-95 for the rest of the summer (for the rest of your life, if you can help it).