Scooter Chronicles

Dreams
I am sure most people are like me. Their dreams are very surreal. Things happen for no reason. One minute you are in someone’s house, and two seconds later you are in another building that is on the other side of the city/state/country with different people. People change right before your eyes, or show up without reason. Do you know what I mean?

Well, last night I had a dream that in some respects made sense. It was still fantastical, like a book or a movie that I would be interested in reading/seeing. But other then one odd occurrence (finding the Chicago Cubs’ beloved Wrigley Field in the middle of Lake Michigan), it all had a normal flow to it. Now this is coming from someone that has read, and enjoyed, some strange stories. I had thought about writing some of it down to maybe actually write more about later. After emailing with David, and getting some encouragement, I am going to find the time to do so.

Speaking of Strange
Over the course of the last couple of months I have seen a few things that seemed rather odd to me. Or disturbing, but not in a sick and disgusting way.

One day when coming home from the mall (I think it was the mall), Marcia and I saw a guy driving a Chrysler Sebring convertible. What was so odd and scary about it was that he was hauling a dresser, a mattress, and it’s box springs. None of it, yes that right, NONE OF IT, was tied down. He was holding onto the dresser with his right hand and holding the mattress down with his left. Yes again, you read that correctly. He was using his hands to HOLD THINGS DOWN, not to hold steering wheel. Marcia and I wonder if he ever made it to his destination without being pulled over by the police. Or without dumping something for that matter.

A couple of weeks later I was stopped at a traffic light on my way home, and it was as such that traffic going the other way had an extended green light. So I was waiting for the light to turn when I notice a city bus coming from the other direction. I was really looking at it because I like the model the Lehigh Valley uses, because they are rather low to the ground and not nearly as tall as normal city buses (giving it a low center of gravity, deterring roll-overs). But as this bus started to get closer, I noticed the driver was on a cell phone. I know that it is illegal in some areas to use a cell phone when driving, but it should be a MANDATORY LAW that bus drivers can not use one while driving.

The most recent was not disturbing, just strange. My Mother-In-Law’s house is very close to a country club golf course. (You could hit the closest fairway with a good mid to high iron shot from her front lawn.) One day when driving home I noticed two people sitting on lawn chairs along one of the fairways. This was really odd because there is a fence all along that road, along with all kinds of growth that would make it very hard to climb over. And there was no one else sitting out there, like they were watching a tournament. All I could think was that they were really bored members of the club that just didn’t feel like golfing themselves that day.

Reality
And speaking of other odd things, it was strange to see the Detroit Lions start off 2-0 this season. But reality sure bit them in the butt yesterday. The 56-21 pounding from the Eagles certainly will make the folks around the area I live a bit happier.

Bumper Sticker
Saw an interesting bumper sticker a week or so ago. It stated good instructions to remember:

“Remember To Pillage Before You Burn”