Yes, those of you that live in larger cities will laugh at what I call a "commute"... it's all of about 15 minutes from my house to where I'm working most days, most of that on a large, uncongested non-Interstate highway. However, it's still long enough, and with enough other people, that I run across the occasional oddity.
Take today for example... I come to a red light, and pull up behind an older model Ford Escort, a car even smaller than my Yaris. Inside the Escort is the driver... and hay. At least two bales of hay, to be precise... one laid down in the back seat, one belted into the passenger seat. I find myself at a loss to explain the circumstance where using an Escort for a hay wagon seems like a good idea... or to what purpose two bales of hay would be suitable. I mean, if it's gardening supplies, one would suffice for most purposes... and if it's feed, two bales would seem to be woefully small for any but the smallest ruminants. Maybe the guy's got a pet pygmy goat?
Tuesday, October 14, 2008
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It could be Halloween decorating material. Perhaps he has a giant hamster.
I like the hamster idea... who needs a habitrail, when you've got a ventilated metal box and a bale of hay for him to burrow through... :)
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