010614 #bushmill The two men in the parking lot continued to struggle. They circled around for a little while. A semi truck pulled in over by the diesel pumps on the other side of the lot, and just sat there grumbling, the way they do, adding a halogen blue to the rusty glow. I was only a little high, just buzzed enough to really sit back and enjoy the show. Mel's thigh was pressing against mine in the front seat of the truck, and that was making my whole lower body warm and hypnotized. Red lights swam one way and white lights the other in the picture-in-picture of the rear view mirror.