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I saw an automobile sneak through a red light at the end of a yellow at the same time that a bike blew through the red without slowing. The bike was going straight and the car was turning left, and they collided. The car was barely moving and, fortunately, the woman on the bike was not hurt…but she was mad! She jumped up and ripped her helmet off, and with bike in tow, ran after the car and screamed at the driver.

A 19-year-old driver successfully avoided running over a squirrel. Whew! But there are consequences to avoiding things. Instead of hitting the squirrel, she drove into the living room of a cottage that bordered the street.

Did you hear about the “wrong address” house construction fiasco in Hawaii? Annaleine Reynolds, a Big Island property owner, purchased an empty lot several years ago. Later, a local developer who owned an adjacent property hired a contractor to build a family home. But before breaking ground, neither the contractor nor the developer surveyed the property — and they built the house on the wrong lot. Reynolds learned the home was on her land when a real estate broker called her

I have not been very good at investing financially for the future. Linda and I are now playing catch-up for the day when we’ll be too old to work for our income. But neither of us regret it.

James Kane and Barbie Agostini have an interesting hobby they enjoy doing together. They throw a strong magnet, attached to a rope, into local New York ponds to see what they come up with. Last month, they received more than they were prepared for. Their magnet attached to something that was so big and heavy they could barely move it. They eventually pulled a locked safe out of Corona Park pond, and, after opening it, discovered over $100,000 inside.

Last weekend after Family Camp, Linda and I went with Nicole and our granddaughters to a place a few miles from The Woods, called Pioneer Village. It was a step back in time.

The Pinakothek der Moderne is a world famous art museum in Munich, Germany. They recently reported a crime, but it was the opposite of a heist. Someone snuck their own artwork into the museum and put it on display alongside the prized paintings of Pablo Picasso and other modern masterpieces.

Years ago, Brock and I were sitting in our living room reading and Brock had his music playing. I was listening to the lyrics and thought, “That doesn’t sound good.” So I said to Brock, “What kind of song is that? ‘I want you to pull my britches down’?”

It’s that time of year…for syrupy graduation speeches, often filled with advice that I truly hope graduates do NOT take. I’m talking about the “chase your dreams” and “follow your passions” kind of advice, along with the reminders that, “you are amazing” and “you can do anything.”

Nick Chowdhury lost his identity in 1991. It was returned to him last week. He was fishing on Vancouver Island and left his wallet on the rocks near the shore, not knowing that the tide was rising and would sweep it away. The problem, Chowdhury said, was, ”I had everything in there: my birth certificate, my status card, social insurance card — everything that was me was in that wallet.”

Carrie Clark lost her cat, Galena, last month. She and her husband live in Utah, where the cat seemed to disappear. Four weeks later, she got a call from a veterinarian 700 miles away in Southern California. Amazon dropped the cat off with them. Yes, Amazon!

“I need a better work-life balance.”