We were out driving this morning, on our way to Pasadena via the 710. All was going well, and we thought it would continue that way, what with it being the 4th of July weekend and everyone having gotten to their destinations last night. And that was the case until we neared the 10 interchange. Suddenly traffic slowed and we fgiured an accident. We crawled along for just a bit and then saw the problem – a lemon massacre had occured. Several boxes of lemons innocently minding their own business, no doubt, had fallen off a truck and met their ends all over the 710. The tires of all the acrs ahd mushed lemons on them, and more were rolling around (the lemons that is) for all the world looking like they were desperately trying to escape their fate. Which leads me to ponder, if you are already a lemon and life hands you more lemons, what do you have? In this instance clearly, road kill.