1/30/2008 Slippery When Wet

Last night the weather forecasters were saying it was going to rain overnight but be below freezing so roads would be icy. They forgot to warn about sidewalks! Actually, by the time I was walking to campus, the rain was drizzling and the roads were clear. The sidewalks had ice on them from before (melted snow that froze in place). Now there's water on top of the ice. Eeeegads! Picking up an ice cube that falls out of the freezer is hard enough, but picking a wet ice cube out of your glass of water is nearly impossible. That's what the sidewalk was like.

I took one spill not too far from the house. I don't think I broke anything (in my book bag or in my purse or in my body) but I did have a nice cold spot on my pants. I bet I "almost fell" three more times before I finally decided to just walk in the road. Getting hit by a car seemed much less likely than falling again.

1/30/2008 A joke

I normally don't pass on blonde jokes because they make fun of a stereotype, but this joke is funny not because of the blonde part but otherwise.

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As a trucker stops for a red light, a blonde catches up. She jumps out of her car, runs up to his truck, and knocks on the door.

The trucker lowers the window, and she says "Hi, my name is Heather and you are losing some of your load."

The trucker ignores her and proceeds down the street.

When the truck stops for another red light, the girl catches up again.
She jumps out of her car, runs up and knocks on the door.

Again, the trucker lowers the window. As if they've never spoken, the blonde says brightly, "Hi my name is Heather, and you are losing some of your load!"

Shaking his head, the trucker ignores her again and continues down the street.

At the third red light, the same thing happens again.

All out of breath, the blonde gets out of her car, runs up, knocks on the truck door. The trucker rolls down the window. Again she says "Hi, my name is Heather, and you are losing some of your load!"

When the light turns green the trucker revs up and races to the next light.

When he stops this time, he hurriedly gets out of the truck, and runs back to the blonde.

He knocks on her window, and after she lowers it, he says...

"Hi, my name is Kevin, it's winter in Maine and I'm driving the SAND TRUCK!"