There is nothing like the close call of death to put you in a good mood. Aspen, Janelle and I were driving out to the Amigo, approaching the intersection in front of the airport when the light suddenly turns red. *I must've been chatting too much to notice the color yellow* I was going a bit fast and slammed on the brakes so I wouldn't plow through.

When I looked in the rear-view mirror, there was a truck two times the size of my baby car speeding down the highway, ready to crack us open like a ripe watermelon. He swerved just in time, maybe inches from smacking into us and I swear that driver didn't even have the common sense to start slowing down, as I noticed he went right through the obvious red light and down the highway going at least 75MPH.

Now, as I sit at my computer, I notice I am excited, nervous and tingly all over.