Flying cars and other stuff

The husband and I were on our way to a late lunch and taking a highway to get there. He was driving and I was daydreaming when I suddenly see this car take to the air as if it had been driven off a stunt ramp, soar into the air over both sets of guard rails and come to earth in a cloud dust to be proud of. it landed nose down and for an instant I thought it would flip over but the back end settled in a rather anticlimactic way and there isd sat on the grass divider between the lanes, facing in the absolute wrong direction. Of course there had been squealing and ginding and the note worthy dust cloud. The Husband pulled over to call 911 and I noticed.... much to the shame of Maryland drivers that only guy in a truck pulled over to see if he could help. Everyone else went wizzing by while the husband dealt with a butthead 911 operator who seemed to want to know every picky little thing, after, he she it debated as to whether we were calling the correct 911. Oh for god's sake ! The car had been airbound. It may have left the ground in one county and came to rest in another but DOES IT REALLY MATTER? Let someone in authority get out there and THEN decide which county it is in.

After lunch the husband took me to the local Michael's for the latest issue of Somerset Studios (I really should have a subscription) and discovered a bead room in the process of being readied for a grand opening. I swear I am always ahead of a trend. I've done the bead thing and now am ready to move on just when the rest of the world starts to catch up. I scrap booked photo albums 20 years ago using brochures and photos and ticket stubs and post cards from a trip to disney world. And at one time I had close to 100 house plants before every tom dick and harry started selling plants.

I watched the little goatling next door and his buddy their little dog that's a shi tsu something mix, roam around the yard together as if they were a herd. If two can be called a heard. Apparently neither the goat nor the dog realise that they are two different animals and that some dogs EAT goat. And on the vein the little Goatling's owner's mother told me there was a dog in their yard that had jumped the fence from my yard and had gone after little goatling. The dog was the same color as Rocco the wonder dog only Rocco was having a barking competition with the big dog TOby that lives next door with little dog and goatling, and totally ignored it all. I guess Rocco learned his lesson when he was giving little goatling hell and little goatling charged the fence head down right at Rocco and when the head hit the fence it made a satisfying thwang kind of sound and if Rocco the Wonder dog had been wearing pants at the time, he would have peed them. So now Rocco pretends that the little goatling next door doesn't exist but I do see Rocco watching him from the corner of his eye, feining his disinterest. As to who the goat chasing dog was, beats me. Little dog Ollie could never sail over the fence Rocco ois more of a climber than a jumper. Little goatling's owner's mother told me not to be surprised if I find little goatling in my yard some day. If goatling can jump up onto their cars, he can come over the fence easily.... and probably scare the crap out of rocco, I guess it's a good thing, after all that Rocco doesn't wear pants. I'd probably be the one stuck washing them.