Thursday - Ride 'em Carney

Today on the drive into work, I was stopped at the red light when I heard a whistle from the direction of the Carney working his Ferris Wheel. I hadn't been paying attention to him much lately, and he was trying to get my attention. It no longer bothers me when death tries to get my attention, so long as he is polite about it. He waved and smiled when I looked his way, so I returned the favor.

( Smoke Rings )