A funny thing happened on the way to the boat

I need to stop laughing long enough to once again air the Lolligag's dirty laundry in public...Just imagine this scenario: Beth, Chris, Captain Mark and I are all nestled snug within the pickem-up truck cruising east on I-64 toward Virginia. I am knitting (surprise surprise), Beth is working on the computer (complete with an Internet connection) and Chris is reading a book. Ahead of us we see an Indiana State Trooper along the right hand side of the road facing the wrong direction - he is facing the oncoming traffic and we can not figure out why. Captain Mark dutifully switches to the left hand lane as the law requires when all of a sudden the trooper's lights start to flash that unmistakable red and blue. We all immediately look at the speedometer which reads 74mph and the speed limit is 70mph. CERTAINLY, he is not going to stop Mark for going 4mph over the limit, is he? Sure enough, as Mark pulls over to allow the trooper to pass, the trooper pulls in behind the pickem-up truck. As he comes to Mark's window I am expecting the trooper to make some smart comment about our license plate which reads Loligag - something about how we sure were not "lolligaging down the highway". However, this gent had absolutely NO sense of humor whatsoever and asks Captain Mark if he saw the construction zone warning signs. Mark replies that he obviously did not or he would have slowed down while in a work zone. We look around and all we see is rain - no orange cones, no workers, no orange barrels, no sign of a construction zone except for the yellow light blinking sign (now behind us) that the trooper was sitting under before he pulled out after us.

The ISP trooper takes the required license and registration to return to his car to make sure that we are not felons on the lam. Satisfied that we are just speeding Hoosiers, he returns with a ticket for Captain Mark for going 74mph in a 45mph zone. Now the funny part of his whole story is that Captain Mark is the ONLY person within the entire Ellis household, both current and past that does not speed but yet he is the ONLY member who ever gets speeding tickets. After the trooper returned to his car and was out of earshot, Beth and I looked at each other and totally lost ourselves in a fit of giggling that lasted eastward through the entire state of Kentucky. Chris was much too polite to join in our laughter. Captain Mark was heard mumbling to himself that he did not see the humor at all...