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Hello!


Happy Saturday folks….


I went to the supermarket already, my kid wanted bagels and OJ with lots of pulp….it is the best OJ out there. I know that one of my brothers doesn’t like pulp, he’s a big wuss. But back to my story, so off I went to buy the bear necessities in life; the story is not the buying stuff but coming back; there’s where I have a story to tell.

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So coming back I am riding back on a rather lonely street when suddenly, there is a car coming my way (I drive counter traffic to make sure I have a fighting chance). The guy or girl is driving at normal speed, ’bout 30 km/hr -18miles/hr, but once he/she/it sees me….S L O W S to a crawl and goes into the opposite lane to make sure there is sufficient space between the car and me! WTF??!! Just because I’m in a wheelchair does not mean I have slow reflexes, physically or mentally. No!!! I can still drive pretty well, I can make circles around myself! This is not the first person that takes evasive action at the sight of my chair, lots of people leave me the road to myself. This also happens a lot in the supermarket aisles too, I guess people are just being nice to me….God bless them all…


Adios folks...


PS...stupid kid and her tip rules...
PS PS...Maybe I smell....uuummm...