And Now for Something Completely Different.
So last night, I dreamt I was on a two-lane on-ramp getting on the Interstate. Suddenly, a sedan with flashing lights and a huge bumpersticker reading "CLERGY" overtook us and passed us.
"Wow!" said Markelby who was in the passenger seat, "What was that?"
I explained to him it was a priest or some stripe of minister off on his way to some Clergy Emergency. "Don't worry," says I. "I can get you one of those so you can tool around London."
Interept at your leisure.