|One hour after a pick-up truck passenger hurled something at me at 50 mph|
The object was a filled to the top iced coke from a Speedway. I didn't see it thrown, just suddenly felt a big thud against my upper thigh. It wasn't the driver but the passenger. As there were cars behind the truck, I couldn't get the license plate but as a**hoes are creatures of habit, I will stake out the road and get the plate.
Not a day brightener Why would someone think this would be funny?
But over the Green Things Farm, a rainbow.
And when I returned, a visit from Ms. Maya