Neanderpundit

Whistlepig: 0.

Who knew that those little bastards could climb trees? I sure didn’t. But they can, and do.

And then they fall on your head while you’re watching them gradually keel over from puncture wounds of unknown origin.

Glad he was dead. I now completely understand why it’s not cool to stand directly under the monkey you’re shooting with a blowgun dart.

because, i assume, so many are on vacation- but I also notice that the ones who remain tend to be the better drivers, though some have issues.

Last thursday on the way in, I was in a slow spot caused by an accident close to a tollbooth. In the left lane was a guy on an 80’s vintage Yamaha Virago. There were flames coming out from under his seat. I rolled down the window. I yelled at him. “Your ass is on fire”. He looked down at what I was pointing at. He hopped off the bike. He was doing about 8 mph. He continued to sort of run-stagger-hop down the safety lane for a coupls of yards, the bike wobbled off to collide with the jersey barrier.

issues.

Never did figure out what caused the underside of his bike seat to be on fire.