I was in the intersection approaching the freeway entrance. There was a big tour bus to the left of me (two lane f'way entrance), when all of a sudden on my right there was a car from out of nowhere about to smash into me. My passenger would have been seriously hurt. I don't think the driver made a right turn from the perpendicular westbound lane, because we were still in the intersection. I think what happened was that he came from the parking lot of the hotel on the southeast corner of street, drove across two lanes of west-east traffic and across two lanes of east-west traffic, and into my northbound lane approaching the freeway on-ramp. Why he didn't smash into me, I don't know, except the Lord and all the Guardian Angels were looking after us. Thank you!!!!
But what I want to know is WHERE IS A COP WHEN YOU WANT ONE??
OK, the rest of the day was pleasant. My daughter had requested my presence at her workplace, and so after I got friend returned from his doctor visit, and had a bite to eat, I went to see what daughter wanted. She said to bring a sketch pad and a pencil. Okaaay.
But first, we had to stop at the coffee shop, and then sit and gab awhile. She has a favorite corner where she can see the whole mall in all directions, so even while she's taking a break, she's still on duty. Anyway...my sketch pad had only a few clean pages left, so I decided to go to the Dollar Store and see what I could find. I wanted two things: a sketch pad and some colored pencils. I ended up spending $14 at the Dollar Store. I didn't know there was so much stuff I wanted/needed.
Anyway Megan had a dream last night, and she wanted me to make a sketch of the very good looking, mysterious man in her dream. Megan and (grandson)Gryffan have asked me to draw characters for them in the past, and it's odd how we seem to be communicating verbally and telepathically. I have always been able to draw exactly what it is they're imagining, even though the verbal description is sketchy. I don't know if I can communicate with anyone else that way. Would be interesting to find out.
Oh, yes, and one of the other things I bought at the Dollar Store was two rolls of wallpaper border. Now keep in mind that I live in an apartment, and we are pretty much restricted in the kind of decorating we're allowed to do. In my bathroom, I have one wall covered with static-cling wallpaper of ivy. The border I found matches perfectly, but it's regular paste-on variety. In the far, far future, when my apartment becomes vacant, someone is going to have some unkind words to say about the idiot tenant who actually glued something to a wall. And not only that, I'm going to paint the living room, and put a border there, too. So there!!
Oh, yes, the border looks really nice, and vastly improves the look of my generic apartment bathroom.
I finally decided to come home before the worst of the commute traffic started. Took the scenic route rather than the freeway. Well, "scenic" is being kind.
So that's my day, and I'm well satisfied with it.
Shalom