Tomorrow is Friday. Lisa has the day off work which means after I get off, we can go out and do something fun. Usually something fun consists of sitting at a bar and drinking beer. Or watching a movie. Or shopping for stuff for the house. Or walking around New Hope or Philadelphia. I really need to think of other things to do.
I had dinner with my Dad. He ordered a stromboli from the local pizzeria. I then watched TV for the rest of the evening. My car was low on fuel and so as I was heading back to my house I stopped to get gas. At the gas station, a police car passed and the policeman in the passenger seat looked like Billy Zane! I was just thinking about that movie he made years ago called Megaville. That would be an interesting movie to see again. At any rate, a car pulled up beside mine and a man in a cowboy shirt got out. As he stood there, pumping gas, he apparently entertained himself by making strange noises. He groaned and yelped. Then he started to sing. He made me uncomfortable and I decided I had enough gas to get me home so I quickly returned the pump and grabbed my receipt. Back in my car, driving down the road, I couldn’t remember if I replaced the gas cap and closed the little gas door on my car. Could I possibly be driving down the highway with the gas door open and the gas cap back at the Mobil? How much do gas caps cost? What kind of a fool am I to make such a dumb mistake? Once at home I found that I had returned the gas cap and closed the gas door and that a stranger really had me unnerved. Or maybe I was just distracted by my thoughts of Billy Zane in Megaville.