I rolled up on a four way stop this weekend.
I waved to a pedestrian indicating he should cross in front of me.
He leans into the wind and begins his miniature journey, moving left to right.
After looking left, then right, then left again...I nudge the gas and begin to cross.
I notice the pedestrian give me a wide, shit eating grin.
He holds up a big ole bubble wand, freshly dipped.
I pass the cross walk, smile approvingly at him, and drive my truck through a wall of bubbles.
Some days I love this city.
