On the river parkway, I saw a raccoon trying desperately to stuff itself down a storm drain to avoid the early evening traffic "speeding" toward it. I was part of a parade at the time, you know, the sort where one car's driver sees the 25 miles per hour speed limit sign and becomes convinced that if he or she approaches within 10 miles of the speed limit (as in, 15 m.p.h), his or her car will explode or be strafed by speeding cop firebombs or suddenly find that part of the road turns 90 degrees or something.
I started humming the theme song to The Racoons. Did they ever release that cartoon on DVD? Yes, yes they did, and I am not going to pay that much for a used copy, holy moly. Maybe this is a job for Netflix.
It had the most ridiculous and awesome ending theme song. It was called "Run with Us." I bet the raccoon could have run with us and kept up. It really had nothing to fear as we all drove at a leisurely pace all along the river road for five miles, trapped behind the parade leader, unable to get to our destinations by any alternate route.
At least it wasn't a bicycle rider this time.
See? I can think positive. :)
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