In Case You've Wondered

My blog is where my wandering thoughts are interspersed with stuff I made up. So, if while reading you find yourself confused about the context, don't feel alone. I get confused, too.

If you're here for the stories, I started another blog: scratchingforchange.blogspot.com

One other thing: sometimes I write words you refuse to use in front of children, or polite company, unless you have a flat tire, or hit your thumb with a hammer.

I don't use them to offend; I use them to embellish.

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Thursday, January 29, 2015

Grisly Adams or Mad?

So, I'm driving down a busy street, in the right lane, and I see a large Grizzly Adams looking walking against traffic in my lane. He's a little far from the curb, so I had only two options: Hit him with my mirror, or put it to the floor and change lanes.

I put it to the floor and changed lanes. I had the feeling stopping would lead to a severe stare down, or an encounter with a demented Grizzly Adams.

Travelling home from work leads to some interesting things. Considering I had to dodge a kid on a bicycle, and a Dodge pickup truck at a stop light, I had this strong feeling I needed to get home and lock the doors....so, I did.

6 comments:

  1. The full moon is still 4 days away. I checked. It has been that kind of day all week here, but on steroids.



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    1. To add to the madness, we had a wreck on the project yesterday, and an older gentleman, that shouldn't be driving, found a way around the barrels. He drove into the fresh concrete, which required a backhoe to remove.

      I asked if he knew where he could wash his car. He responded he did, and drove off slinging wet concrete from under his SUV.

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  2. Are new side mirror replacements really that expensive?

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    1. If it didn't incapacitate him, he'd have torn the door off to get to me. He was a huge, angry looking, bearded man.

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  3. One day as I traveled round town, everyone honked at me. it was very disconcerting! I could not wait to get home where the crazies could not honk at me.

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    1. I won't ask about what might have been hung under your car.

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