Driving to the cafe nearest me anxious to wrap up Return of the King and begin reading a book on Kevin Smith's filmography, I decided I needed to entertain myself. So grabbing for my digital camera (mind you I have a stick shift so this was sort of fun) I started clicking away. I kept having to tweak my head to the left or to the right so that I would be positioned in a place where the flash wouldn't consume my face. I'm sure the cars behind me were enjoying the show.

By the way, I finished Return of the King. Practically cried in the cafe. So I treated myself to a vanilla latte, read a chapter in my new book, and got back in my truck for my next destination.