I was on my way home from work on I405 South yesterday when I was almost wiped out by a barrel that escaped from a truck directly in front of me. It seemed to float toward me very slowly as the usual time dilation effects occurred (“like the moment when your brakes lock / and you slide towards the big truck / you stretch the frozen moments with your fear” — Pink Floyd), but I was able to unconsciously perform an evasive maneuver via the right shoulder. I looked back and the following vehicles flowed around it like water in a river. Hopefully no one hit it later. I normally avoid questionably laden vehicles, but in this case I had to get ready to exit onto I90 West.
Crisis averted! I am sure I survived due to copious video game playing in my past, so I should get Lonan Kai started soon in spite of Amanda’s objections.
Back home, Lonan had a mini meltdown that I managed to quell, and then Heather and Andrew came over with dinner for us. It was great to see them. Lonan Kai was well behaved (i.e. sleeping) during the visit. Later I berated Lonan for his gluttonous eating and purging, but then realized I had four servings of dinner myself.
Many people have brought us dinner recently, and I have unfortunately have not immortalized them all here. Thanks all!