There are days when I have to think about a topic for this site, weighing the pros and cons of various esoteric essays and the effort required to compose them. Sometimes I just opt for saying nothing because I don't want to be someone who blogs about their intestinal distress (as a friend of mine used to say).

And then there are those days when my car is rammed at a stoplight in Opa Locka by two thugs with guns and drugs trying to evade a multi-car police chase.