In honor of the inauguration, I made a poster featuring my sabbatical look.
Megan, I used one of your photos from Bev’s wedding, please don’t sue me. You can make one of your own at obamicon.pastemagazine.com
. . . driving in Folsom yesterday. I’d just done the front brakes on the Jetta, and immediately tested them with a panic stop as I was making a left turn from one 6 lane divided highway to another not half a mile from my house.
Some idiot blowing the stoplight? No.
A oblivious cell phone driver merging into my lane? No.
A kid chasing a ball? No.
A mule deer running straight at my car in the middle of this developed suburb at midday? Yes.
It got so close I checked the front bumper for fur when I got home. We have turkeys, but we do not have deer. At least until yesterday. Crazy.