Fog

Parts of the drive in to work this morning were like driving through this stuff.

I love fog though. It's about as close to being invisible as I'll probably ever get. When I was much younger, delivering papers on my bike in the fog was always more fun.

But, ever since I saw the movie An American Werewolf in London, when I see fog I think of the warning given to the American travelers in a thick Scottish brogue: "Beware the moors, laddies!"

Yeah, and watch out for flying rolled up newspapers flung by invisible paperboys too!