Actually, I didn't see any member of the GB on the way to work, either dead or alive.
What I DO see on the way to work is this: If I look over to my left, I see the big, beautiful, Pacific Ocean. On my way home, when I look over to my right, I see the big, beautiful, Pacific Ocean.
So while the rest of you are dodging deer, and gagging on diesel exhaust, I'm breathing-in the fine salt-air.
Just thought you might like to know. Ha,ha.
Warlock