mile 335

2002-06-19 - 9:58 a.m.

Last night I was stuck in traffic on the highway for far too long so my mind got a little random.

I haven't eaten meat for years. The environment and animal rights play a feature role in my consumerism. But I still do a double-take when I see a great looking guy in bike leathers.

There was a former racoon killed on the shoulder next to my car. His head had long since become unlocatable, but I found myself counting his perfect toes.

Meanwhile at mile 335 (and 4/10ths) someone's car burned to the ground and in the city my friends ordered first round as they waited for me.

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