Sometimes I zone out so much (it's actually scary) that I will get to a certain point in my route, and I'll think, "Wow, how did I get over here already?!"
My drive in this morning started off routinely, until I turn from one major road to another and I catch a glipse of a man (probably 20s) peeling off his shirt quickly, and "striking a pose" as I pass. At this same moment, I realize there are 3 others taking their shirts off as well.
Then, as I glanced back, I could have sworn that I saw 1 of them undoing his pants.
I actually considered turning around. Because that is fabulous Facebook material, my friends.
And, not another 20 feet later I see a police car heading THEIR direction and my mind is immediately picturing the 4 guys, butt naked and busted, spreadin' 'em against the cop car, handcuffed.
I think I'll have to keep a close eye on the police blotter for the next few days.
