We’re home from Trivia. Actually we left a bit early and got home last night, which is a good thing because Denny had a pretty rough night of coughing. He actually went out and slept on the couch part-way through the night so as not to disturb me. That was very nice of him.

We’ve both been sick for an entire week now. Surely it’s almost done. I feel like I’m making progress; my head no longer feels full of cement at least.

Oh! Last night as we were driving home, we were trying to exit off the 12/18 Beltline around Madison onto 151 south, but the exit was blocked off. Traffic was all backed up on the other side, too, and it looked like that exit was closed as well. We ended up getting off at the next exit and getting directions at a little Mexican grocery for an alternate way to 151.

It turns out there was a fatal hit-and-run on the Beltline right around that time. I guess they caught the guy, fortunately. I’m going to go out on a limb here and say that if you cause a five-car pileup seriously enough to kill someone, fleeing the scene is not the best course of action. It’s very bad manners.

Apparently he went to call for help. I guess that was a good idea, because probably nobody around had, say, a CELL PHONE.