NEWS
July 28, 1999 | STEPHANIE SIMON, TIMES STAFF WRITER
This is not a story for the faint of heart--or the weak of bladder. It's about those times when you really, really, really have to go and you're driving across South Dakota and the next rest stop is 95 miles away. One option, of course, is to pull over and relieve yourself behind a tree. Another is to find an empty container in your car--perhaps that super-sized soda you so regret swigging--and urinate in that. Far too many people these days apparently are choosing the latter.