Fish Out of Water

Musings and observations about life from an East Coast native now living on the Left Coast in the California State Capitol since 2004. This fish has made her home in Madison, WI (7 years); Portland, OR (2 years); Las Vegas, NV (7 months); Middlebury, VT (3 summers); Marne-la-Vallee, a small town east of Paris, France (6 months); Middletown, CT (3 years); and Marshfield, MA, the fish's coastal hometown 40 miles south of Boston (17 years).

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Location: Sacramento, California, United States

8.02.2005

Unexpected Shower...

So I'm scooting down Q Street on my way to work today and suddenly feel moist droplets on my upper body. I look around - is there a sprinkler running amok? Or a random rain cloud overhead? Nope, neither of the above. But in front of me, there is a white caravan with its windshield wipers running... A-ha! The culprit! Windshield wiper fluid blowing off the caravan and landing on my face shield and (luckily) black shirt.

Hmm... such are the unexpected hazards of riding a scooter...

3 Comments:

Anonymous Anonymous said...

LNJ-

Yeah, that made me smile. I can just see you looking about for the random rain. :) Reason #346 on my list of why to get a Vespa... it may lead to interesting stories.

3:35 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Are you sure that it was an accident? I recall when I was hanging out at my Godparents' in 1976 or 7, their son just got his driver's license. He immediately wanted to play a joke on a few friends. So he broke a squirt gun and connected the tubing to the windshield spay nozzle and pointed it out to the side. We pulled up to some of his friends and he pressed the wiper. It shot and hit people on the sidewalk! So, be aware, such treachery exists.

Mr. E!

4:27 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Change that from a "spay" to a "spray" nozzle....

4:28 PM  

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