Random Ramblings of a Lunatic
I had to find a photo for this where I look properly demented. That did not take long.
I almost got hit twice within two minutes by two silver Mercedes sedans on the LA freeways. They both just changed lanes into me and I had to do some fancy brake and steering work to avoid getting hit. Dear Mercedes Drivers: I exist! I occupy space! Please take that into account as you move about the city.
The guy who wandered on foot out into a major intersection tonight was not that lucky. I came upon him when he was lying in the road. In my lane. Yeah, that will wake you right up. One minute you’re checking to see if the light is changing and then…Hey! There’s someone lying in the road in front of my car!
He had just gotten hit and was face down in the road. He was a big giant guy with long braided hair. The person who hit him had fled the scene, leaving just some car parts (side-view mirror and another piece of plastic) in their wake.
I stopped my car and put my flashers on and got out of my car. Two people were already on the phone and a bunch of us ran over as he began to move. Everyone was yelling “Don’t move, don’t move,” but he was either under the influence or was irrational because of his injuries, because he would not listen and kept rolling over and trying to sit up.
It was total chaos. Traffic was backing up, it was getting dark and people were screaming “Oh my God, Oh my God!” . A blonde lady on her phone kept yelling, for some unknown reason, that her husband was a police officer.
Fortunately, the closest fire station was only about 200 yards away, so the EMTs were there in just minutes. I waited til they got the man surrounded with their bodies and then traffic cones. The firemen began directing traffic. I couldn’t do anything else – and all I had done was to keep anyone else from running the guy over by blocking him off with my car. I skedaddled, shaking a bit. I’m not so good in emergencies. They seemed so calm – another day at the office for them.
I have to get some training for this dog to stop her from jumping on children. How do I do that? Are there volunteer children who will make those squealing noises that get her so riled up?
She knocked two toddlers down at the dog park today. I don’t understand why people don’t protect their kids. One guy said, about his daughter, “It was her fault. She didn’t try hard enough to defend herself.” Abbie probably weighed as much as the girl did. Abbie knocked her over and then gave her face a thorough licking before I got her off. She’s just being friendly, but terrifyingly friendly. Gah. I was so mad and disheartened by the whole thing.
I am on day four of a sinus headache and sore throat. Fall allergies. It has been windy like crazy lately. Claritin D just barely cuts it. I have moved on to Afrin. The big guns. Pray I don’t become an addict.
That’s all. Goodnight.