It was Tuesay afternoon at about 7 PM when I heard a Harly rumble down the street below my house. As I heard the sound I began thinking about the baby boomer that was probably riding the hog and having a blast thinking that he will live for ever. Then after a few seconds I realized the sound actually was coming from a yard waste tooter, one of thoes big ass 90 gallon ones, that was being rolled down the driveway by my fifty something year old neighbore guy behind me. So, its intersting that sounds and sights that we hear and see are so uncomfortably and easily misjudged and often misread.......just a thought.....To all tough baby boomers both hog riders and yardwate haulers, one way or another it will be all over before you know it dude!!!! GIVE A LITTLE>