"Brown eggs are local eggs, and local eggs are fresh..." So goes the TV jingle hawking brown eggs. So today I combine TV advertising with commuting news.
Driving in every morning, there is an interesting sign as you head north approaching the junction of I-95 and I-93...the representation of this junction looks like the Love symbol #2 Prince used when he was The Artist Formerly Known as Prince. If you stay on 95/128 like I do, you are rerouted from a northerly route to a westerly route for a mile or so, before the highway begins to arc north again.
As soon as I headed west from this junction I could see the setting moon straight ahead, approaching fullness but still 2 days away from full. There were two dark lines of thin clouds crossing the face of the moon. Its appearance distorted by the atmosphere, the waxing moon looked a brown egg with sunglasses on and a big crooked Cheney smile. Ugh. I shivered.
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