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Last night as I was driving home from another long night of debachury, I suddenly drove into a thick patch of fog on a back country road. It wasn't those cute little whisps of fog like you see early in the morning during the spring. It wasn't one of those fogs that covers everything you see. It was just a patch of fog about a half mile long and thicker than pea soup (I love using cliches). It was one of those fogs that roll in duing cheap sci-fi movies and even cheaper thrillers. It was one of those fogs that signal that danger was near and you'd better grab your worn out nike's and kiss your sorry ass goodbye. It was one of those fogs that if you stopped your car and got out, the only way you'd survive the ensuing adventure was if you were Fox Mulder or extremely lucky. I thought about stopping but before I had the chance, the fog was behind me and I realized that it was somebody else's adventure,not mine. Maybe next time. eh.
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