SUNDAY'S SILLY SIGHTS

Waiting at the train tracks
for the barricades to lift;
then the train stops and
starts backing up until
it's cleared the intersection,
when what do i spy but a
warning on the cargo tanks:
"Do Not Hump". Ha! Hee! Huh!?

Back in the town I call home,
at least for the week,
and there's this red Jeep
in front of me, oncoming
with a stakebed red - the Jeep
swerves across the lines,
directly in front of the truck
before the driver clues in
and speeds back to safety.
The truck driver passes me
with a shit-eating grin
and a big thumbs up
for the other guy,
my favorite response,
showing grace and humor
in light of a no harm,
no foul coulda been but
wasn't, win-win incident,
what I call a wincident.