Hello and welcome back to the wonderful world of the Dogpound.
The other week, I mentioned “bumps in the night.” Funny how things work out, since I got a “bump” the other day while sitting at a stop light. In my rear-view mirror, I could see the hood of a big, big, red pick-up pressed up ever so close to my SUV’s back door. Too close.
So, I get out expecting to see some punk kid that wanted to see just how close he could come to my car. Instead, out steps this 75-year-old man all hunched over and moving as slow as molasses. He was apologetic about it and said the truck was a year old, and only had 30,000 miles on it, so he was going to take it in to have the brakes checked. I wanted to tell him that it might be better if he just went and had his eyes checked, but I held my tongue.
There was no real damage thankfully, since I have a rear mounted tire and his big front chromed grill hit against the rubber of the tire. Good thing for the tire. If his big grill had hit metal, he would have crushed my door, even at 5 mph. So, no harm, no foul so to speak. But for the rest of the day, you bet I was watching for any approaching vehicles that might appear to be getting just a tad to close for comfort. Still got 36 more payments on the car, and my car insurance is high enough as it is.
THOUGHT FOR THE WEEK
“In matters of style, swim with the current. In matters of principle, stand like a rock.”
TRY AND TRY AGAIN
Shiv Charan Yadav has failed his high school final exams. Again. Yadav, who lives in the village of Kohari in Rajasthan, India, had vowed that he would not marry until he passed high school. This year’s exam try was his 38th, and he is 73 years old; he has been taking the exam each year since he was 35, and plans to try again next year. “Once I pass I want to get married to a girl who’s under 30,” he said. [I think he needs to think about his graduation gift again.]
Save the earth; it’s the only planet with chocolate.
Deja Moo: The feeling that you’ve heard this bull before.
It is time for me to leave. I hope you enjoy your visit to the Dogpound and don’t forget to come back now, ya hear? As always be good, play safe, and remember where your rocks are.
JR and Max