Posted 11 March, 09on:
As I was driving on the interstate today, I saw a car swerving, changing lanes erratically, and doing about 90. He almost hit me twice. I strongly suspect he was drunk. I called 911 and gave his license plate number and description. Of course, he was way ahead of me because he was doing 90 and I slowed down to get away from him. A few minutes later, I see that a highway patrol officer had him pulled over on the side of the road. Yes! Score one for the good guys.
I have some sewing photos to share, but have just returned from a school meeting. Five hours. Yes, you read that correctly. For the last five hours, I have been sitting on a hard, uncomfortable school chair listening to people talk and talk and talk. The subject was important. I just wish people would learn to use less words. Perhaps I should propose that the next meeting be limited to using haikus.