Incident on County Road 39

Lessee if I can remember this.......
since it happened a few days ago — probably last Wednesday (September 5, 2007)

I’m motoring placidly WEST (who knows; north-south-east-down; WHATEVER......) on County Road 39, returning from the so-called elitist country-club after walking our dog Killian. I am by myself with the dog in the so-called Bucktooth Bathtub.
I am approaching an intersection with Bennett Road, which crosses County Road 39 at a 90° angle.
About 300 yards from the intersection I notice GrandPop is wildly charging the intersection from the north in his gigantical beige Chevy pickup, towing a large trailer with a fairly large Cub-Cadet riding-mower.
Well, we know how things go, so we start slowing.
Myself about 100 yards from the intersection GrandPop charges across, making a left turn onto County Road 39 toward me.
For crying out loud; does he remember he’s towing a trailer? I’ve had that happen before. A truck towing a boat crabbed its trailer into my lane as it rounded a turn. I had to do a giant evasive maneuver with the so-called soccer-mom minivan.
I slammed on the brakes of the Bucktooth Bathtub and executed a death-defying right-turn onto Bennett Road — all to avoid T-boning the trailer.
Looking back I couldn’t see the truck’s tailgate — it was obscured by the mower.
But the Cub-Cadet had a Dubya sticker, along with a “God Bless America” ribbon.
The pickup had an American Flag on its radio-antenna, and a Confederate Flag draped across the rear-window. (REPUBLICAN ALERT!)

RE: “WEST (who knows; north-south-east-down; WHATEVER......)” My loudmouthed macho brother-from-Boston and I have been having an argument about which way a road goes in northern Delaware, where we grew up; me as a teenager. I say the road goes west-east; he says it goes north-south. Actually it goes northwest-southeast.

“The so-called elitist country-club” is nearby Boughton (“BOW-tin”) Park, where we walk our dog. It was called that long ago by an editor at the Canandaigua Daily-Messenger newspaper, where I once worked, because it will only allow taxpayers of the three towns that own it to use it. We are residents of one of those towns.

“The Bucktooth-Bathtub” is our 2005 Toyota Sienna van; called that because it’s white and like sitting in a bathtub, and appears to have a bucktooth on the grill.

“Killian” is our dog; a rescue Irish-Setter. We had a second rescue Irish-Setter, “Sabrina,” who died in March 2007.

“The so-called soccer-mom minivan” is our 1993 Chevrolet Astrovan, traded two years ago for the Bucktooth Bathtub. My loudmouthed macho brother-from-Boston called it a “soccer-mom minivan” as a put-down.

“Dubya-sticker” is a Bush-Cheney 2004 bumper-sticker. All insane traffic-moves seem to involve Bush-supporters. They seem to think they have the right.