". . . but I have MILES TO GO before I sleep, miles to go before I sleep." Robert Frost

sitting in a warehouse parking lot, woo-hoo!

I saved a family today when Daddy dearest decided that he should yeild to a car entering the highway from an on-ramp.  He was slowing for the off ramp, he thought, and was down to about 35mph but then decided he DIDN'T want to get off there and since he was now alongside a car going 35mph who wanted to get ON there, he felt compelled not to accelerate, and not to slow even more, but to steer his minivan with the wifey and two kids directly in front of my 60 mph rig.

I didn't have enough time to check the left mirror to see if I could swerve into the other lane, so made quite the commotion locking up 8 of my 18wheels to avoid killing them all. 

Mister, you're welcome.