OK…my night was….um…interesting. I went to the BG basketball game tonight. Game was great…I just love basketball games at BG. Driving home, I’m tooling along the back roads and as I pass Pemberville on Sugar Ridge road, I notice a big pickup truck in the ditch. I slow way down and roll my window down to yell hello and make sure there wasn’t someone still in the truck. There wasn’t, so I headed towards home. About a quarter mile further, there a guy walking down the road, no coat, mind you, and it’s about 15 degrees out. I stop and ask him if he needs a phone or a ride into town. He accepts my offer and I take him into Pemberville.

When I ask him (his name was Rocky) where he wants dropped, he tells me he’s got 20 bucks if I’ll take him home to Bradner. I grudgingly say OK, because Bradner is only a few miles away. On our way there it becomes evident that the guy is pretty drunk…and probably a little high too, he said he’s afraid the cops will find his truck and find the joints in it and he’ll be busted. Whatever…

I get him to Bradner and drop him off…he thanks me and I tell him to keep his money (ain’t I a nice guy??). There was a lot of chit-chat on the ride to Bradner, I think he asked me 6 times where I lived, LOL.

So, I head out of Bradner and realize I haven’t a freaking clue where I’m at. I drive in the general direction I think I should be driving in, and find myself surrounded by the lovely empty farmland that is NorthWest Ohio. Probably 20 minutes passes before I see a familiar road, SR 199. I get on it and promptly head the wrong way. Gotta love my sense of direction. When I see the sign that says Fostoria 15 miles…I realize I’m going the wrong way and turn around. I find Rt. 6 and finally end up back in Bowling Green where I get my bearings right and start the drive home all over again.

So how come I did something nice for someone…helped out my fellow man in need, and ended up getting lost and taking an extra hour to get home?!?! Come on karma!!!! Where the heck are ya?!?!