I see dead people

I ran into two, count 'em, two funerals on the way back from lunch today. Isn't that some kind of omen? I mean all of us get caught in that random domino line of funeral inspired vehicles at one time or another, but twice the fun in one lunch hour? The only positive I could take is in watching the idiocy around me as various onlookers attempted to plot out a route that might carry them through the light and beyond the procession without actually interrupting the services or making them appear as a total ass to the rest of us. Needless to say, no one succeeded.