Have you ever just thought about how amazing the totality of this country’s highway system is?

I-10, and I-75 are my weekly commute.

In one way, shape, or form I am on one of those highways each week. The rest of the time I am on the Florida Turnpike,or as I like to call it, Thunder Dome.

I also spend time on I-65, and I-85 at times, but those highways are in Alabama and Georgia respectively…..and you have no idea how messed up those drivers are.

As I am driving down the road I see some strange things. Clothes, shoes….and I never stop wondering why the heck people are chucking their clothes out of the car windows. What they do when they get to where they are going?

Which reminded me of that time when, as a much younger me, I went with my parents to a wedding in Detroit for one of my cousins….and didn’t bring any dress shoes. Just my sneakers.

Mom was not happy.

Seeing as we lived 3 hours away from Detroit.

Furniture….I can kind of understand furniture…falls off of the trailer. But today I saw a bean bag chair.

The first thought was, “Why would someone toss out a perfectly good bean bag chair?”

Which lead to an old Steve Martin movie reference, “Why would someone throw away a perfectly good white man.”

And I am sure that after being by the side of the road the chair was not as pristine as it did moving past it as 75 mph. I mean, who knows how long it had been there? How many different animals have come up, sniffed it and then peed on it?

Still…..

Traffic was awesome being that we have now entered into the two month period of the year I like to call “Summer” in Florida. The majority of the tourists have all gone home, and the snow birds have not started to darken our border. The temps are warm enough to still go to the beach and not have to mess with the riff raff.

With it being labor day weekend the po-po were our in force. I got on the highway and set my vehicle to old man 73 and sat back and watch the red lights of all the vehicles passing me.

Ahhh…..justification……