President, Senior Scribes
THE SEMI DUDE AND ME
By Delbert Blickenstaff 

One day I was driving home on a familiar street, following a large semi.  I soon realized that something was falling out of the tail end of the semi, and that it was soy beans.  What to do?  They weren’t my beans.  But if someone doesn’t alert that semi  driver soon, he’s going to lose all of his load.  However, I wasn’t eager to tangle with a semi dude (driver). 

I noticed a stop sign coming up two blocks away.  Maybe if I sped around him after he stops I can get him to stop and then tell him.  So that’s what I did.  As soon as he started moving again I gunned my little HHR and sped around the semi.  I turned on my left turn signal and pulled over in front of the semi.  As soon as the dude stopped I jumped out and yelled at him, “You’re losing all your soy beans on the street.”  

He evidently decided that he had better look to see if what I had said was true before he beat me to a pulp.  So while he was looking I jumped back in my car and hurried on home.  I found out that all the beans were cleaned up by the next day, and wondered how the dude got his beans back. 

Delbert Blickenstaff