@postaday 355; #postaday2011.
I took the day off, made myself invisible. I succeeded. When I’m crossing a parking lot the rich and lucky women drivers of big, expensive SUVs just slow down because it’s probably OK to hit me a little bit.
So, that kinda set my mood and it’s best for me to sign off here. I’ll do something better tmrw.
G’nite.
Lavagal 
My ex-husband had a humongous, gas guzzling Landcruiser. It was the perfect car for him since due to the large holes in his brain caused by past (& apparently current) drug use, he couldn’t drive to save his life. The Landcruiser was big, bulky & slow, so people would have plenty of warning when he was coming. It was the safest thing for him & everyone around him. lol