Heh. Somebody’s lost.

Miscellaneous and Personal Stuff I Must Share
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About an hour ago, I heard a car. 6am. It was trying to get up our driveway. I don’t usually get up this early on a Saturday, but my Wife had to run some errands in Denver, so I got up to send her off.

It was just barely light enough to make it out. Looked like a mid-sized sedan. Looked like an old K-car.

Hmmmm. I know of no one that has a K-car. And I’m not expecting anyone at 6am on a Saturday morning. Hey, I get up early, but that’s just a bit much. Unexpected guests? Pretty much never.

They made three tries at it, but the ice on the drive prevented them from making it all the way up. At least they did not get stuck.

I suspect they thought my drive was a road. I donno. It’s happened before. But really, the propane tank, the address listed at the bottom, the trailer, the clearly visible house and my SUV, the retaining wall might be a clue that this is a private drive.

They ended up backing down, driving to the end of the road, turning around and then beat feet out of here.

Mundane and pointless, yes. And a little strange.

So starts the day.

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Or you’ve won the Publisher’s Clearing House Sweepstakes, and they were coming to give you the money, but your drive was so icy that they just said “fuck it” and went and gave it to someone else.

My parent’s street is a dead end, though many maps show it as being a complete road connecting to another one because it is planned by the city to eventually look like that. For now, though, it ends in a semi-cleared forest (it was once a road-sized field, but over the years, it’s beginning to get trees and such again!) Many, many people drive down it expecting to be able to get somewhere else, because their maps say it’s possible.

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Or is could have been the Colorado equivalent of the Manson Family, and you’re lucky you hadn’t laid down the old salt and kitty litter.