[click image]Since about midnight last night it has been mostly pouring... with some short breaks. Trisha turns on the tv in the kitchen first thing in the morning to catch the news and traffic reports. Waaaaaaay too depressing for persons without coffee in them yet! Between the fatalities on the way to work, there were reports of football players lost at sea, and the odd murder and other items along those lines. All delivered by damnably chipper persons for being dressed and out in that mess, and, of course, for that mess. This rain is supposed to keep up through tomorrow... when I'm wanting to be on the road. I wish Der Governator would have held off declaring this drought emergency until next week so the road wouldn't be such a death trap while I'm on it!
My friend Old Uncle Dave calls this "having the power"... Ahnuld's got it.
I swear, it's as if none of these people had Coach Shepherd teach them to drive in high school. You don't drive like a pinhead in the rain! You reserve that for when you're drunk and no one else is on the road. Harebrained SUV drivers acting like they are in Porsches, and pea-brained Porsche drivers acting like they are in space shuttles. It's really quite as though they have no grasp whatever of the most basic laws of physics... except this weird faith in gravity... and... man... it doesn't apply like they think it does, I can tell you that much for dead certain.






































































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