I notice some things.

Specifically, I notice things when I am the only human in a car for more than 12 hours.  Some of my thoughts, and observations, after such a day.

People who have vanity plates, are probably NOT their vanity plate.  Okay.  First the disclaimer.  We have a friend who is truly a softball nut.  I think her plates fit her.

Now to the rest.  I passed COOL GUY today.  He didn’t look all that cool to me.  But his Ford Fiesta was pretty neato.  And LAX MOM… she looked a little uptight when I drove past.  Now the guy with the plate that said CAR.  Thanks Sherlock.  I’m glad you cleared that up for me.

Alright enough of that.  This next thing is important, and geared toward women only.

Ladies.  If you choose to pee on public toilet seats, that is your right.  But do the rest of us a favor.  Clean up after yourself.   I mean.  What the heck are you doing in there anyway? Please.  Either line the seat with SOMETHING… and get your tinkler close to the john.   OR… learn how to hover.  But in the event that you can do neither of these things… DRY OFF THE DANG SEAT WHEN YOU ARE DONE.  Holy smokes…. do you think you are the only one that  has to use that stall all day?  Nobody wants to come in to a puddle of your dew drops.

Oh.  There’s more.

This comes with a spoiler alert… okay? … …….  Okay.  Here’s the deal.   There are NO chickens crossing the roads.  Anywhere.

Next item.

In Tennessee… Alfred Hitchcock was alive and well.  There was a freakish display of birds stalking the roadways this afternoon.  For about 10 highway lights in a row… there were large birds, lined up… watching the cars pass.  Hundreds of large birds.

And finally, The Twilight Zone.

No matter which State I was in… people were eating cheese doodles at gas stations.  It doesn’t even matter the gas station… Marathon, Shell, BP, Speedway, and on.  Every one of them… EVERY SINGLE ONE…. I pulled in to today… I came across a car  of Cheese Doodle Eaters.  Cheetos, Cheese Puffs, Cheese Curls… it just didn’t matter.  Cheese Doodles at the Pumps.

It worries me a little…  you see…. ….. I am not sure what all of this means… other than the Mayans may be right.  Or…. it could be…..  the Twinkie Shortage is be having an substantial impact on our environment.