That Was Close...

Wow...
talk about getting a close shave. I had a close call on the way back from spending time with the gal pal. I was on I-75 heading back for home when a truck who was driving in the right lane (I was in the left and it was on a stretch of 75 that had only 2 lanes going each way) and this guy literally yanks his truck over to the lane that I was in. I had less than a second to react or else get t-boned at 70 mph. I yank my car to the left, hoping to ride on the shoulder of the highway. Well, as it turns out... no shoulder, just lumpy grass at a sloping angle so that my car bottomed out and I was able to pull the car back on the road. Good for me, bad for the car... it ripped out the bracket that held my radiator in place and it also smashed up my radiator. Not what I would call good times for your humble scribe. But I limped the car home the final 100 miles and was able to get her repaired so I'm back to being a long distance traveller. But it really made me appreciate life and how delicate and fragile it can be... I never thought of myself as a person who took things for granted. But I really do appreciate the little things a whole lot more...

Sweet Dreams...

ahhhhhhhhh the summer is starting to wind down. Under normal circumstances, a time to be a little sad. But remember, this is not a normal person you're dealing with here. My gal pal LOVES summer. She likes laying out in the sun when she can. I enjoy her doing that for obvious reasons...lol... but I'm not as much into summer as she is. I love the change of seasons. She HATES winter. I love fall and winter. Mostly for sports purposes. Football and then Hockey and your humble scribe is a happy camper. I enjoy that time of year immensely. She cannot stand cold weather and I love a crisp December day and the odd snow storm. Not continual but I like to enjoy the change of chilly weather from time to time. Pre-season football is upon us. I for one am excited. Not just for 3rd rate NFL action in August. But for some action to be on tv for me to enjoy. I've been enjoying the Olympics here recently. Not just for the success of my country, but for the back stories of the different competitors from wherever they have come from. It really makes me feel good to see how these young athletes have overcome such impossible odds and have found a way to achieve. I enjoy the endurance of the human spirit to outlast the odds and make something happen. Regardless of where you come from, it's a testimony to the human condition of making tough choices and sacrifices to have the opportunity to try and succeed. Not that they will be guaranteed success. But the blood sweat and tears that are put out will gain nothing more than an opportunity to achieve a dream. And that's all anyone can ask for...