Years ago when I lived on McKnight Road on the Eastern border of St. Paul, there was a strip mall across the Freeway called Sunset or Sunrise or Sun-something. Once when attempting to pull into a parking space an old lady...I mean 80's at least...cut me off and when I tooted at her she flipped me the bird. When I told my older brother about that, we got a good laugh trying to imagine OUR grandmother (who emigrated from Sweden in 1892)giving someone the finger. This comes to mind because over the week-end, as I was pulling into a parking space at Cub Foods, I was purposefully cut off by some 20-something. My reflexes are very slow when it comes to beeping the car-horn, but I fumbled about and gave a rather anemic toot. Sometimes I am a very accomplished lip-reader and it wasn't difficult to figure out she said, "Shut the fuck up"...and in some sort of uncharacteristic lapse I flipped her off. I can just imagine her telling her friends that some grandfatherly guy gave her the finger at Cub.

This reminds me of when I would ride the city bus and laugh at the weird looking people as they climbed on. I, then, was doubly chagrined when I noticed kids laughing among themselves when I got on a bus.

btw...today the temp was well into the 70's and tonight I plan to sleep with an open window. What a wonderful world we live in.

It's been a good couple of days and tomorrow I think I shall veg....I'm getting very good at doing that.

Rob