on the way to work- or ANYWHERE, for that matter, has to be the blue-fairy godmother of bad days. So when I saw the gentleman standing on the side of the road this morning, my heart immediately went out to him. I could imagine the phone conversation.

“Hey, yeah, I’m gonna be late. No, my car is on fire. No, I’m not in it. The fire department is putting it out now. What? no, I won’t be able to drive it. I’ll be there when I can.”

Driving by him, I said a prayer that his day improved, somehow, though it was hard to imagine anything worse that could happen, it is not impossible.

And then I saw the car.

I mean, really, he should have known. It said right there, on the side.

“Blazer”