My older daughter has the right roommate: she was driving and told Sam, How cute! Look, there’s a sheep!
And she too has the right roommate: What I see, answered Sam, is unsecured hay bales.
Her roommate slowed down in response, which is why when one of those bales was suddenly coming at them on the freeway they weren’t hurt–but the driver of the pickup took off. They did call in his license plate.
They had to pick hay out of the car but they were okay and it was too.
Thank goodness. *blink* Live by the sheep, drive-by by the sheep.
The NYC marathon continued on too today, unofficial or no, and so, some athletes decided a vertical run was the way to go–who else could go up and down as many flights of stairs to tend to the stricken? Some of the runners carried backpacks full of supplies to Staten Island, one of the places hit hardest. They were warned that they would see things they had never seen before and that not all the dead had been found yet. The needs they would encounter were so great.
Well, they could do what they could do and so they did it. Flashlights. Blankets. Clothing. Ignoring the crank honking at them, yelling, Don’t you know the race was cancelled? Oh, but sir, if you only knew….
I would think the whole world wished they could be doing what those runners were doing. I say they totally placed first and first things first.
Update Monday: here’s an even better article about the runners.