I'm driving back from a trip to the store. I just bought this house out in the woods, and this was my first trip to the local store, just about 10 minutes or so away. As I'm driving, rather fast, the trees are overgrown and hitting the high corners of my truck, and I wonder what to do about that (*). I don't think I can trim those trees, or who would take responsibility for that, if they haven't already. I reach the conclusion that I will just have to drive slowly.

I get back to my house, which is deep in the woods. I think I was going to get some beer, because I'm having a party in my yard. As I'm walking on the second-floor deck overlooking the mingling visitors, I notice Steven G, an ex-friend who turned out to be an incredible jerk, coming into my party. He looks different; his appearance has changed, he's lost weight and looks younger, and it seems like he's trying to disguise himself. "Hey Steven," I call down, "get out of here."

He continues with his friends coming into the party, although he looked right at me and I'm certain that he heard me. I make a little laugh, as if I might be able to play it off as a joke later.

(*) Like my driveway, which is kind of overgrown and encroaching on the upper parts of my truck, and I don't know what to do about it?