Is the world tilted crooked on its' axis or what . . .
- I'm driving down the road this morning and an idiot is dressed like a chicken dancing on the side of the road (yes, the rubber chicken of gold exchange commercial fame) and I have an almost irresistable desire to hop the curb, run over him and put him out of his misery.
- A block later I see Lady Liberty on the curb advertising for tax preparation services. That just seems UN-American. The same desire returns and again I resist.
- In the next two blocks, I get cut off by a driver talking on her cell phone and is clueless about the fact she almost wrecked her new Beemer. And I turn a corner behind another driver who weaves across three lanes of traffic, unable to decide which lane to drive in.
- And then, close to the mall (approx a mile away) traffic is backed up like its Christmas.
As much as I'd like to stay outside as nice as it is. I think I'll uncork a bottle of pinot grigio and watch basketball. Did cabin fever really make the world crazy?