It's A Monday

Let's see. Absolutely nothing happened today, except that I was almost involved in a head-on collision this afternoon, and by "involved in" I mean "nearly killed by an oncoming motorist". Anyway, I was driving behind this slow moving truck filled with stones or something and little pieces of rock were flying off the truck and hitting my windshield with alarming force and I decided that I had to get around the truck because I could not take it any longer. It was a passing zone and whatever and I looked and I didn't see a car coming, so I started to pass the truck. However, it was kind of grayish blue all over today and so I did not see the grayish blue car coming towards me because it had its lights off (my car is grayish blue and I had my lights on which is probably why that guy could see me and start honking). Anyway, the car started honking and I saw it and I had to speed like a mad monkey and get around the truck so as not to cause an accident. Really there was no immediate danger, and by "immediate danger" I mean, "thankfully I wasn't killed and neither was that other dork" and for a while I felt like Steve McQueen in "Bullitt". I can't remember if that is spelled with two t's or just one, anyway, who cares.

Also, Leslie had a dream this afternoon and I know this because I was sitting in the kitchen, and she was on the couch in the living room and suddenly I heard her hyperventilating. Then I heard this rather high-pitched, sad-sounding whine. It eventually stopped and I shrugged it off. Later she told me that she dreamed people were stepping on her and she couldn't breathe and she was trying to scream and she couldn't and so that was the funny squealing noise I heard.

Wow, I had a really stupid day, except for supper, which was wonderful. Do you say supper or dinner? And what's the difference?