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Tonight I drove my chariot into a ditch.  Turning is dangerous business taking a left onto a road when WAIT!  there’s no road.  Slaloming down the embankment, grass goggles, “Is this what it’s like to avalanche drown?  DOWN DOWN DOWN   At least the car is not topside.  Into the muddy hollow SLURP BUMP THUD   "Where are the oompa loompas?"  my license plate is bent.  Ditch digger universe taunts “Whaddya gonna do now?”

Sensing a dare, to get off this flippin’ road to nowhere,  i put the car into reverse, out of the arms of the ditch witch, and floor the pedal rocketing up the slope narrowly avoiding a post in fruit peeler form which would have skinned my candy apple carriage and maneuver onto the pavement praying my now mud mobile is OK praying it can carry me to the next phase of my journey and praying my next turn will be more fruitful.   

“Oompa loompa doopity do, I’ve got another riddle for you”  . . .  Reverse to forge forward?  Watch out world, I’m backing up - the rearview camera my flow, a motoring movie screen.  Let’s NOT get this show on the road, the show IS the road.  Hence, I ditch the ditch.