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[ls650]

About six months ago, I encountered something strange when I was riding my motorcycle to the school. It had rained heavily the night before, causing a large brown rock to wash loose from the roadside embankment and roll onto the road. This rock was roughly two cubic feet in size, and it was sitting directly in the middle of the westbound lane, just 50 or 100 meters shy of the university entrance. I realized that in the morning twilight, someone could easily drive into this rock and have an accident, so I pulled over to the shoulder. I walked over to the rock. It was solid stone and weighed far too much to pick up, so I lifted an edge, then tumbled the rock end over end. After a few tries, I managed to roll the large rock onto the narrow shoulder at the base of the embankment.

There, I thought, at least now no one'll have an accident while we wait for a road crew to come along. I hopped on my bike and continued into the school, promptly forgetting about the rock. As I went home that evening, I noted the rock was still sitting at the roadside. I figured eventually one of the many road repair crews here would clear it away.

Yesterday I was riding into work in the morning, and I noticed something: a road crew had come along and painted fresh new lines on the road: yellow to mark the center, and white to mark the pavement edge. As I came to the university, I saw 'my' rock sitting right on the shoulder where it'd sat for six months. The road crew had painted it white! And not just a white stripe overlapping the stone either; they'd painted the entire rock - about the size of a knapsack - pure white! At least now it's very easy to spot it from a distance!

[Guy Courchesne]

That, would be efficient. Now I know you're not really in Mexico.

Oh wait...I just re-read. Six months you say...yeah, you're in Mexico.