I don’t know where I left my brain, but it certainly wasn’t working all that well this morning. As I cruised down Highway 280 heading towards work, I noticed that the gas was bouncing off empty. I mean, REALLY bouncing off empty – the trip odometer was showing more than 350 miles, and I ought to refuel right around 300. And the nearest gas station was about 5 miles away.
I wasn’t too happy by the time I got to the station, but at least I still had some gas left in the tank. I got to work almost a half-hour late and my brain still hadn’t kicked into gear.
Mmmm. Coffee.