Anomalous Stuff on the Road

The following is the story that started this whole blog business. I had emailed the story of my little misadventure to a few friends. I have kind of a quirky way of looking at life and figured I'd share yet another episode with a chosen few. Some of my friends have been encouraging me for years to write my stories down. One person suggested I start a blog and so I did. So here is the story that started it all....



I woke up a bit late this morning and Sweetie Pi, the dog, was doing the pee pee dance. Not wanting any accidents, I grab my jeans off the back of the chair, hastily dawn my cloths and take off out the door, dog in tow. All went well, no accidents! On the return leg of our walk I felt, more than heard, a scraping sound. It was kind of like when your pants are too long and the hem drags on the ground. I turned to look but saw nothing. I walked on in a hurry to beat the impending rain. The sound continued but I paid it no mind. A few more yards down the road I trekked until I realized the scraping had stopped. I stopped, turned to look, and there about 15 feet behind me lay my underwear on the road! Of course I retrieved them, but I must confess I first looked around to see if anyone had witnessed the event. There is an advantage to being a morning person, much less traffic. I scoop up the personal apparel, shove it in my pocket and continue on down the road. Then I started to laugh. It was like god, the universe, the road fairies, whatever you want to call it, was saying to me, “There’s your answer!” So the next time you notice something out of the ordinary laying in the road, ask yourself, “Do I really want to know how this came to be?” On this same road in the other direction lies another pair of underwear, they have been there for weeks. Every time I walk the dog I have wondered how in the hell a person can loose their underwear on the road. I have the answer now.