On my evening run I stepped on a yard sign that was thrown into the road, and it flipped up and wounded me, and I clenched my fist and yelled at the dark sky, “2020!”
		  Dan Cohen
		  @dancohen
		
	
    
  On my evening run I stepped on a yard sign that was thrown into the road, and it flipped up and wounded me, and I clenched my fist and yelled at the dark sky, “2020!”