Last week I had to leave work for a bit in the morning in order to go to the bank to sign some loan papers. It was a nice sunny day, one where you have a bit more energy because the air is nice and crisp and you really don't mind having to wear sunglasses because you are so thrilled at the brightness of the day. I decided to drive "thru town"...the city where I live has a really fabulous, picture perfect downtown. It is a bit Andy Griffith-ish with it's courthouse square, lovely landscaping, and quaint shops along the main street. I like driving "thru town" because there is always something interesting happening...such as a sidewalk sale or a farmer's market...and it is fun to watch the people. There are a lot of interesting characters in a small town.
When I was pretty much in the heart of town...almost to the grand courthouse square, I came to a stop sign. It was only a 2-way stop and there was a car approaching from the non-stop side so I waited for it to pass. As the car came closer, what looked like a dog was hanging out the window...you know how dogs love to stick their heads out of the car? I thought to myself, "awwwwww, look at golden retriever. I love when dogs do that...they always look so happy!" The car was just about past me when much to my disappointment, I saw it was not a golden retriever but a person! He had his head, his right arm and shoulder hanging out the passenger window. I thought, "Hmmmmm...why is that guy hanging his upper body out of the car window. That is dangerous." (When I was a kid my mom scared us by saying we would get our heads cut off if we did that. Needless to say, I pretty much kicked that habit.) When the car was about a millisecond past me, this passenger-out-the-window-guy puked his guts out. It sprayed all over the side of the car and all over the quaint all-American downtown street. It was so sickening but so funny at the same time...something about the irony of the perfect day and the perfect storybook downtown getting spewed with puke from this guy speeding by in a car. Call me strange, but that was one of the funniest things I have ever seen. Happy Spring from the quiet Mid-West.