Providence.

For those of you that might not know, my apartment complex has a resident skunk which I've named "Bob." I've written about it before elsewhere, but I'm not so sure about here.

Anyhow, I was out on the driveway smoking a cigarette a few scant moments ago when I had my nearest run-in with Bob to date. I think we were three or four feet apart when Bob noticed me standing there.

So whether it be in the holiday spirit, or Bob's naturally short attention span, Bob chose to high-tail it out of there rather than resort to the brand of chemical warfare his ilk are so infamous for.

Thanks, Bob.

-transiit