2 degrees of Separation and a inflatable doll

June 2005 I am driving the load road to Stockton. It was late afternoon on a friday and was making good speed, until I hit Highway 80. At that point, people were in a hurry for weekend jaunts to Tahoe, Reno or even fabulous Stockton and traffic pretty much was at a standstill. So, I bump up the air conditioning and grab the cell phone. I don’t remember who I was talking to, but I do remember a large RV to the right of me. The window slides open and out pops this large inflatable doll with a surprised look on her face being held very tightly by a man with a quite different and rather icky look on his face. This goes on for about 5 miles then I have to take another exit and leave highway 80.

Well at trivia last night, we were talking about bachelor parties, and we compared time schedules and quickly figured out the 3 day party he was describing was the same one I had witnessed 2 summers ago. Small world.