Last week I was so mad on my way to work. Why? In the short drive from the feeder road to the highway on ramp, the guy in the car in front of me tossed a tissue, a cigarette butt, and something else out the window. I had a good mind to take a photo of him so that I could post his picture on the Internet, but road safety took over. He was driving a late model grayish black car (I think it was a Mazda) and his license plate may have started with 4636. Unfortunately I didn't get a pic. He deserves public embarrassment. For shame, for shame.
In other news, I'm in a good mood this week because my brother Galen is visiting me. He's been making breakfast and cutting up fruit for me to take to work every morning, and has cooked dinner for me as well. It's nice to hang out with him - tonight we went swimming after dinner.
