Stormy days and summer haze continue unabated. And so does the appearance of vanity plates here in the Harrisburg/South Central Pennsylvania region. They just don’t end. I should just unwind and let the lazy, hazy days of summer drift by, but these tiny tributes to…whatever it is they’re paying tribute to keep popping up like mushrooms. Maybe there really is a conspiracy of some sort. I’m still not 100% convinced that this all a coincidence. One doth wonder.