Nate Logan Bad Title A jawbreaker rolls off the table, makes a thud on the wood floor. This is life in California, I think aloud. Every so often, dread rears its dyed red head and my minor league bat comes out of retirement. Getting pulled over by the fuzz and being told your title is no good is one path to the DMV. Conversely, it may lead to a witching hour visit to a drive-thru window. A decision can be made to run every morning, but sometimes it will rain.