Tales from the sun chaser.

I'm heading down the highway, when a home run (rays vs. dodgers) ball lands somewhere on the shoulder. I'm on a bike and two other guys are searching for it as well. I find it first, and head into a nearby store. They're all telling me about how lucky I was, and some guy started telling me how the dodges logo was satanic. Anyway, one dude was telling me how he was a really big fan of the dodgers, and he was there with his wife and his kid. I decided to give him the ball. He thanked me, and his wife started asking me 20 questions about my life. She was cute...but I'm pretty sure she was just being friendly or something.

I was walking down the highway end some lady wanted me to help her deliver a piano bench to her house. She told me she was divorced. But he still lived there so she wanted me to drop it off a spot before I actually got to the house.