My commute was slow this morning. It had nothing to do with the beer and pizza I was consuming until 11 last night.

Rain woke me up at 5 this morning but things had pretty much dried out by the time I left for work at 7.

I came up behind some old dude in a Land Yacht type of car. First he was just sitting in the road with his reverse lights on. (Red flag raised in my head.) Then as I was getting closer, the reverse lights went off and he slowly moved forward about 100 yards to a stop sign and sat there.

I came up behind him and waited ever so patiently. No other cars in sight. He must have been lost because he very. slowly. turned. right. Like: Slower than walking speed. I finally lost patience and went around him to make my left turn.

I think I'm dehydrated. Time for more water.