I didn't even get an invite but an opossum wanted to play chicken with me last night. I was driving through town when I saw the little critter on the street. I slammed on my breaks and saw everything on my seat fly onto the floor. The good news, though not by much, the waddling wanderer was not struck by my car. I half expected a New Yorker voice, "Hey! I'm walkin' here!"
Gradually degenerating into ignorance and complacency.
Thursday, November 29, 2007
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