So, I'm tooling down the highway, and I'm 3 weeks from the first signs that the vitreous fluid in my right eye is detaching itself from the retina. I'm getting flashes of light, shadows and a lot of dark floaters. So, there is all kinds of optical junk in my field of view. I'm getting used to it and am starting to ignore.
So, I see this shadowy thing fly to the right sideview mirror of the large truck waaaaay forward of me. Just another floater. I ignore. I continue to ignore. Still ignoring.
WHEN SUDDENLY, there it is, a real thing, a pizza box, spinning like a frisbee coming right at me! It was huge, like some "yeah, I'd like the XXXL, 64 cut please. Delivered. My friends and I will be watching the Browns and need to wash away our sorrows in tomato sauce and cheese." ('Course, it could've been a small pizza box: fish stories, pizza box stories, all that.) Anyway, just like that, it is right in front of me, it's starting to open like the jaws of a great white, the greasy wax paper beginning to show itself.
I sorta juke to the right and it passes to my left.
I notice that that large truck is a garbage truck. More stuff is blowing out of it.
Complacency kills. I guess human kind got this far by mistaking the shadow in the grass for a lion, rather than the other way around.
I'm ignoring nothing now.
By the way, as long as I'm on the subject of trucks, around here we have these "municipal waste" trucks. Anyone else?
"Municipal waste" is sludge (read; "poop slurry") from the water treatment plants. They bucket it into these gondola trailers and take it to landfills licensed for that kind of thing.
They always smell pretty bad, like you'd imagine them to.
Sometimes they are not sealed up too well and sludge comes through the gate into the air or hits the pavement and sprays. It gets a lot of lift at times, lingering high in the air. It eventually lands on things well behind the truck. And when you get to work, Danny says "what is that, you stink!"
So, I see this shadowy thing fly to the right sideview mirror of the large truck waaaaay forward of me. Just another floater. I ignore. I continue to ignore. Still ignoring.
WHEN SUDDENLY, there it is, a real thing, a pizza box, spinning like a frisbee coming right at me! It was huge, like some "yeah, I'd like the XXXL, 64 cut please. Delivered. My friends and I will be watching the Browns and need to wash away our sorrows in tomato sauce and cheese." ('Course, it could've been a small pizza box: fish stories, pizza box stories, all that.) Anyway, just like that, it is right in front of me, it's starting to open like the jaws of a great white, the greasy wax paper beginning to show itself.
I sorta juke to the right and it passes to my left.
I notice that that large truck is a garbage truck. More stuff is blowing out of it.
Complacency kills. I guess human kind got this far by mistaking the shadow in the grass for a lion, rather than the other way around.
I'm ignoring nothing now.
By the way, as long as I'm on the subject of trucks, around here we have these "municipal waste" trucks. Anyone else?
"Municipal waste" is sludge (read; "poop slurry") from the water treatment plants. They bucket it into these gondola trailers and take it to landfills licensed for that kind of thing.
They always smell pretty bad, like you'd imagine them to.
Sometimes they are not sealed up too well and sludge comes through the gate into the air or hits the pavement and sprays. It gets a lot of lift at times, lingering high in the air. It eventually lands on things well behind the truck. And when you get to work, Danny says "what is that, you stink!"
plenty of them around here, and y'a don't want to be anywhere around when their occupants are startled by screaming loud pipes :AGGHH: and :Agree:they stink! and we're not even talking like roadkill stink... :xzqxz:
